Match Box Blues - Albert King, Stevie Ray Vaughan

Now, this tune here should be easy for you to deal with

All you gotta do is, is remember back home, you know what I mean

When you was sitting out behind the house

Or practicing on your own guit feble

Tryin' to get things together

And you couldn’t make in up your mind

You kinda half-way knew what you wanted to do But, but you didn’t have it all together, you know

But you didn’t know you wanted to travel

Ain’t that right!

Yeah, I remember them days real good

I know

Didn’t have really many clothes

I didn’t know nobody to call, to sing for you

So you had to get out there in no time

You know, so You don’t make no tiffanies, you say, «I'm goin'

And I know I got a great time, but I’m goin' anyway»

Whatever happens, what happens?

Whatever happens, I gotta pay my dues somewhere

Listen

Dreamed that I was lucky

But I woke up cold in hand, yeah

Hey, I dreamed that I was lucky, darlin'

But I woke up cold in hand, yeah, yeah

I dreamed I had you all by myself

But now I know you found you another man, yeah

Oh, that’s why I wonderin'

Will a matchbox hold my clothes?

Hey, sometimes I wonder, darlin'

Will a matchbox hold my clothes?

Yeah, yeah

You know I haven’t got so many

But I got so far to go, yeah

Yes, you got a good woman

You better pin her to your side, yeah

Hey, if you gotta good lady, fellow

You better pin’er up to your side, yeah, yeah

Because if she flag my train, buddy

I’m bound to let her ride well

Oh, that’s why I wonder

Will a matchbox hold my clothes?

Hey, sometimes I wonder, darlin'

Will a matchbox hold my clothes?

Yeah, yeah

You know I haven’t got so many

But I got so far to go, yeah, ain’t that right?

I see you might do something with it I hope so Yeah, take it You know, fix it like it you want