Mean Old Frisco — B. B. King

mean old frisco

That mean ole, mean ole frisco And that long train, the santa fe That mean ole, mean ole frisco And that long train, the santa fe Yes, they've taken my baby away And they blew back after me

I ain't got no, i ain't got nobody here I ain't got no, i ain't got nobody here Well, if i don't hear from her soon I think i'll leave myself

Oh, i wonder Do she ever think of me? Yes, i wonder Do my baby think of me? Well, she should be worried And should hurry back home to me

Well, if you see my baby Tell her i need her bad Oh, if you see my baby Tell her i need her bad Well, since she left me Seems i've lost every friend i have

I've been tryin' not to worry And tryin' to do the best i can I've been tryin' not to worry And tryin' to do the best i can But now since she's gone I'm a lonely lonely man