Boogie nodded slowly. “What’re you buying?”
Boogie drummed his fingers—tap, tap, tap—on the scarred oak. “That’s just it, Mabel. I ain’t run out. I’m just… wonderin’ what’s left.” everything for sale boogie
While lyrics often varied in Hooker's improvisational performances, the core sentiment remains captured in lines that speak to the transactional despair: Boogie nodded slowly