How Many More Years - B.B. King

How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around

How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around

I’d rather be dead, baby, sleeping six feet in the ground

I’m gonna go down on my knees, I raise up my right hand

Gonna fall down on my knees, raise up my right hand

Say I’d feel much better, baby, if you would only understand

Goin' upstairs now, gonna bring down all my clothes

Goin' upstairs now, I bring down, bring down all my clothes

If anybody ask about me, say I walked out your little door

I’m gonna go down on my knees, I raise up my right hand

I fall down on my knees, raise up my right hand

Say I’d feel much better, baby, if you would only understand

Any more years gonna let you dog me around

Any more years gonna let you dog me around

I’m tellin' you, baby, I’m sleeping six feet in the ground

How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around

How many more years, I got to let you dog me around

I’d rather be dead, baby, sleeping six feet in the ground