Don't Get Around Much Anymore — B. B. King

Missed the Saturday dance I heard they crowded the floor It's awfully different without you Don't get around much anymore

I thought I'd visit the club Got as far as the door I just couldn't bear it without you I don't get around much anymore

Darling I guess My mind is more at ease But nevertheless Why stir up memories Been invited on dates I might have gone, but what for I just couldn't bear it without you I don't get around much anymore

Don't get around much anymore...