Blues Deluxe

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 yeah
 Over 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