John Mayall & The Bluesbreakers
John Mayall & The Bluesbreakers
John Mayall & The Bluesbreakers
John Mayall & The Bluesbreakers
John Mayall & The Bluesbreakers
John Mayall & The Bluesbreakers
John Mayall & The Bluesbreakers
John Mayall & The Bluesbreakers
John Mayall & The Bluesbreakers
The taxman came knockin' on my door
I said I already gave, he said he wanted some more
Then my house burned down on a hot summer day
When I saw the smoke clear, didn't know what to say
But come what may, I guess I'll be ok
I can't complain
Got me a broken leg, actin' like a fool
Jumped off my balcony and missed the pool
Now my doctor's tellin' me that I'm eatin' too much fat
Sayin' high cholesterol just ain't where it's at
They ask me any day, tell you what I say
I can't complain
My car's a lemom now, it's just broken down
For the 100th time, I can't get across town
I never got invited to a Grammy show
If my luck ever changes, I really don't know
Ask me any day, tell you what I say
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain, no no
It's how you look at it, your attitude
You can't get through life without gratitude
You can always make a list of what 's going wrong
But your list of blessings will be 2 as long
Don't know if this song will ever make the chart
Don't know what machines are gonna fall apart
But I know for certain I can talk about the blues
One thing's for sure, you know I paid my dues
Ask me any day, tell you what I say
I can't complain
I can't complain
I can't complain, no no
I Can’t Complain was written by Maggie Mayall.
I Can’t Complain was produced by R.S. Field.