Blues Deluxe (Live From The Royal Albert Hall)

I don't know much about love, people

But I sure think

I've got it bad, 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 flowing on down my eyes, come on, baby

As I sit there, sit there, sit there in my lonely room

You know the tears flowing on down my [Incomprehensible] eyes, oh yeah

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

You know what?

Your heart must be made out of iron

No, it ain't no lie, come on, baby

Don't you worry

Oh yeahOver here, sometime

I get so worried

You know I could sit down and cry, yeah, take this

You know sometimes,

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 sure think

I've got it bad