(feat. Eric Clapton) 

I'm tired of runnin' around, 
Think I will marry and settle down 
This ole sportin' life, 
It is a mean life, and it's killin' me 

I got a letter from my home, 
All of my schoolmates, they're dead an'gone 
It'll make you worry, 
It'll make you wonder 'bout days to come 

My mother used to talk to me, 
I was young and foolish, Brownie could not see 
Now, I have no mother, my sisters 
And my brothers, they don't care for me 

Mama used to fall on her knees an' pray, 
These are the words, mother,she used to say 
She would say: "Brownie, wha-oh, 
My son, please change your way" 

Now, I'm goin' to change my way, 
I'm growin' older each and every day 
When I was young and foolish, 
I was so easy, easy to let ... 

I was a gambler and a cheater, too, now, 
It's come my turn to lose 
This ole sportin' life, 
Got the best hand, what can I do? 

There ain't but one thing Brownie done wrong, 
I liv'd that ole sportin' life too long 
Friends, it's no good, please believe me, 
Please leave it alone

(feat. Eric Clapton) 

Some like this and some like that 
And some don't know where it's at 
If you don't get loose, if you don't groove 
Well, your motor won't make it and your motor won't move 

If time don't tell you then don't ask me 
I'm riding on a hurricane down to the sea 
If you can't hear the music, turn it up loud 
There's movement in the air and movement in the crowd 

Bow-legged woman doing the boogaloo 
She got a jive, she got a move 
Turn around, do it again 
Bow-legged woman, where you been 

Fat jack owns a honky-tonk downtown 
You can catch a woman if you hang around 
You can tear down the door, tear down the wall 
Fat jack he don't care at all 

Easy come, easy go 
Any way the wind blows 
Hey, drummer, drummer, can you give me that beat 
Can you give me that beat, got to move my feet 

Guitar player been all around the world 
But he can't play a lick for looking at the girls 
One two three four five six seven 
Well, you'd better change your ways or you won't get to heaven 

Eight nine ten, gonna stop at eleven 
Eleven just lays around with seven 
Some like this and some like that 
And some don't know where it's at 

If you don't get loose, if you don't groove 
Well, your motor won't make it and your motor won't move 
Easy come, easy go 
Any way the wind blows

(feat. J.J. Cale)
Don't cry sister cry, it'll be alright in the morning
Don't cry sister cry, everything'll be just fine
Don't cry sister cry, it'll be alright, i tell you no lie
Don't cry sister cry, don't do it, don't do it 
When old man trouble knocks on your door 
Don't give him no key, he just wants more 
He'll turn your life to misery 
Kick you down, just like me 
Don't cry sister cry, it'll be alright, it'll be alright 
Don't cry sister cry, everything'll be just fine
Woke downhearted and you feel so bad 
Somebody wants something of nothing you had 
Love don't come too easy, you see 
A little bit of you and a little bit of me
Don't cry sister cry, it'll be alright, it'll be alright 
Don't cry sister cry, everything'll be just fine 
Everything'll be just fine 
Everything'll be just fine
Don't cry sister cry, don't do it, don't do it 
Don't cry sister cry, don't do it, don't do it