Blues Deluxe

I don't know much about love, people,

but I sure think I've got it bad, ah ah ah, yeah.

I don't know too much about love, people,

but I sure think I've got it bad.

Some people say love is just a gamble

but whatever it is, it's about to drive poor me mad.

Yes it is.

I sit here in my lonely room,

tears flowin' all down my eyes.

Come on baby

As I'm sittin' here, sittin' here,

sittin' here in my lonely room

you know the tears flowin' all down my goddone eyes.

I wonder how you could treat me so low down and dirty, ha-ha,

You know what? Your heart must be made out of iron

and it ain't no lie. Come on, baby.

Don't you worry!

Oww! Oh yeah!

Over here!

Sometime I get so worried,

you know I could sit down and cry, ha-ha-ha, yeah!

Dig this!

You know sometime I get so worried, people,

you know, and only you know, I could sit down and cry,

and it ain't no lie

because, I don't know too much about love, people,

but I, but I,

oww, sure think I've got it bad.

• Artist:Jeff Beck
• Album:Truth (1968)