Tell The Landlord — The Robert Cray Band

I’m gonna move on baby nothin’ seems to go my way
I’m gonna move on baby nothin’ seems to go my way
I’m gonna pack up and leave ya nothin’ can make me stay

You did me wrong, you so mean
I give up, queen beat the king
Some rainy morning

Don’t be surprised
There’ll be tears in your eyes
In your eyes

You’ll look around for my check
You’ll freak out start to sweat
Ooh, some rainy morning

Don’t be surprised
There’ll be tears in your eyes
In your eyes

Flowers on the table, I didn’t buy
Champagne in the icebox store bought fries
Oh, some rainy morning

There’ll be tears in your eyes
In your eyes

I’m gonna move on baby
Nothin’ seems to go my way
I’m gonna move on baby
Nothin’ seems to go my way

And you can tell that landlord, I refuse to pay
Go on and tell him baby, mm
Go on and tell him babe, I refuse to pay