Woorden: B.B. King. The Soul of B.B. King. A Woman Don't Care.

You may be rich
You may be poor
You may be high
Or you just may be low
But if you fall in love
Oh, and you should lose
A woman don't care
She don't care who she gives the blues

Wo, you may be young
You may be old
Maybe you've heard
Or maybe you've never been told
If you've got a good woman
Oh, try not to misuse
Oh, a woman don't care
She don't care who she gives the blues

She'll make you hot in the winter
Make you cold in the summertime


She'll make you feel young in the spring
And in the fall drive you out of your mind
A woman, don't you hear me callin' you?
Yeah woman, you don't care
Yeah, you don't care who you give the blues

Oh, you may be up
You may be down
You may be short, tall, skinny
Or you just might be round
Oh, don't be too sure of your woman
Thinkin' man, that you can't lose
Oh, remember that a woman don't care
She don't care who she gives the blues