Beast of Burden sing and play along

I'll never be your Beast of Burden.

My back is broad

but it's ahurting.

All I want is for you to make love to me.

I'll never be your Beast of Burden.

I've walked for miles;

my feet are hurting.

All I want is for you to make love to me.

Am I hard enough?

Am I rough enough?

Am I rich enough?

I'm not too blind to see.

I'll never be your Beast of Burden.

So, let's go home

and draw the curtains.

Music on the radio, come on,

baby, make sweet love to me.

Am I hard enough?

Am I rough enough?

Am I rich enough?

I'm not too blind to see.

Oh, little sister,

pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty girl.

You're a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty,

pretty, pretty, girl.

Pretty, pretty, such a pretty, pretty,

pretty girl.

Come on, baby, please,

please, please.

I'll tell ya,

you can put me out on the street.

Put me out with no shoes on my feet,

but put me out, put me out,

put me out of misery,

yeah. All your sickness, I can suck it up.

Throw it all at me, I can shrug it off.

There's one thing that I don't understand:

you keep on telling me I ain't your kind of man.

Ain't I rough enough?

Oh! Ain't I tough enough?

Ain't I rich enough, in love enough?

Oo, oo, please.

I'll never be your Beast of Burden.

I'll never be your Beast of Burden.

Never, never, never, never, never, never,

never be.

I'll never be your Beast of Burden.

I've walked for miles and my are hurting.

Never, All I want er, nev is you er,

to make love to me.