Broke Down Engine
by probably 
Blind Willie McTell 
recording of 19 
from 
Complete Recorded Works, Vol. 1 (1927-1931) (Document 5006, 5007, 5008) 
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel 
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel 
You all been down and lonesome, you know just how a poor man feels 
Been shooting craps and gambling, mama, and I done got broke 
Been shooting craps and gambling, mama, and I done got broke 
I done pawned my pistol, baby, my best clothes been sold 
Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, 
Lordy, Lord 
I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees 
I went down in my praying ground, fell on my bended knees 
I ain't crying for no religion, Lord, give me back my good girl please 
If you give me back my baby, I won't worry you no more 
Give me back my baby, I won't worry you no more 
Don't have to put her in my house, Lordy, just lead her to my door 
Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, Lordy, Lord, 
Lordy, Lord 
Can't you hear me, baby, rappin' on your door? 
Can't you hear me, baby, rappin' on your door? 
Now you hear me tappin', tappin' across your floor 
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive at all 
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no drive at all 
What make me love my woman, she can really do the 
Georgia crawl 
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell 
Feel like a broke down engine, ain't got no whistle or bell 
If you're a real hot mama, come take away daddy's weeping spell