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

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

Thought I visit the club
Got as far as the door
I just couldn't bear 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 a date
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