I Don't Do Nothin’ I Don't Want

I Wanna Get Drunk 'til I'm Off My Mind. One Bourbon, One Scotch, And One Beer.

I Don't Play A Lot Of Fancy Guitar. I Don't Want To Play It. The Kind Of Guitar I Want To Play Is Mean, Mean Licks.

I Been Doing The Same Things As In My Younger Days, When I Was Coming Up, And Now Here I Am, An Old Man, Up There In The Charts. And I Say, Well, What Happened? Have They Just Thought Up The Real John Lee Hooker, Is That It? And I Think, Well, I Won't Tell Nobody Else! I Can't Help But Wonder What Happened.

It Don't Take Me No Three Days To Record No Album.

Poor People Have The Blues Because They're Poor And Hungry. Rich People Can't Sleep At Night Because They're Trying To Hold On To Their Money And Everything They Have.