I'm Doing Fine - Albert King

I can remember the times

When I used to cry

And then I saw a man one day

And he didn’t have no eyes

You see I’m doing fine

Lord, I’m doing fine, fine, fine

After all, yes I have

The police gave me a ticket

It made me mad as hell

When I went to pay my fine

A man got six months in jail

I’m doing fine

Lord, I’m doing fine, fine, fine

After all, yeah, yeah

Just because you couldn’t buy me a steak

It put me in a bad mood

I read the paper this morning

I see, while people was eating dog food

You see I’m doing fine

I’m doing fine, fine, fine

After all, yes I am