Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
B.B. King
Guitar
Hank Crawford
Alto Saxophone
Ronald Cuber
Baritone Saxophone
Wilbur Bascomb, Jr.
Bass Guitar
Bernard Purdie
Drums
Hugh McCracken
Guitar
Dr. John
Keyboards
David "Fathead" Newman
Tenor Saxophone
Charlie Miller
Trumpet
Waymon L. Reed
Trumpet
Tom Malone
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mac Rebennack
Composer
Doc Pomus
Composer
Hank Crawford
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stewart Levine
Producer
Rik Pekkonen
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Sometimes I wonder
Just what am I fighting for
I win some battles
But I always lose the war
I keep right on stumblin'
In this no man's land out here
But I know, hmm, yes, I know
There must be a better world somewhere
Flying high
Some joker clips my wings
Just because he gets a kick
Out of doing those kind of things
I keep on fallin' in space
Or just hangin' in mid-air
But I know, oh yes, I know
There has just got to be a better world somewhere
Every woman I want, only wants herself
Everybody I love, loves somebody else
And every woman
Has got a license to break my heart
And every love affaur is over
Before it gets a chance to start, oh
If it ain't dead
Maybe in the here after
Instead of tears
I'll learn all about laughter
But meanwhile I'm stuck out here
It just ain't fair
But I know, oh yes, I know
There must be a better world somewhere
Every woman I want, only wants herself
Everybody I love seems to love somebody else
And every woman
Got a license to break my heart
And every love affaur is over
Over before it gets a chance to start, oh
If it ain't dead
Maybe in the here after
Instead of tears
I'll learn all about laughter
But meanwhile I'm stuck out here
It just ain't fair, but I know
I said, I know, oh yes, I know
There must be a better world somewhere
Oh, oh
Yes, lord, there's just gotta be
Gotta be a better world somewhere
Written by: Doc Pomus, Dr. John