I don't know too much about love baby now,
But I sure think I got it bad yeah.
I don't know too much about love baby now,
But I sure think I got it bad yeah.
Some people say love is just a gamble,
Ooo whatever it is about to drive me mad yeah.
Yeah, lookout...
I sit here in my lonely room now,
Tears flowin' down my eyes.
As I sit here in my lonely room now,
Tears flowin' down my eyes.
I wonder how you can treat me so low down and dirty.
You know what?
Your heart must be made out of ice yeah.
Sometimes I get so worried baby now,
You know I wanna sit down and cry myself to sleep.
Sometimes I get so worried baby now,
You know I wanna sit down and cry myself to sleep.
‘Cuz I don't know too much about love babe,
But I sure think I...sure think I...got it bad yeah.
Oh, I sure think I got it bad yeah.
9.21.2011
Blues Deluxe
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Joe Bonamassa
Can't Hold Out Much Longer
You know, I'm just crazy about you, babyWonder, do you ever think of meYou know, I'm wild about you, babyBut you don't care nothing in the world for me
Well, I can't sleep at nightI just cats nap through the dayI can't hold out much longerLord, living this way
You know I'm just crazy about you, babyWonder, do you ever think of meYou know, I'm wild with you, babyBut you don't care nothing in the world for me
Well, now there ain't but the one thing, babyThat makes your daddy drinkYou say that you don't love meLord, I begin to think
You know, I'm just crazy about you, babyWonder, do you ever think of meYou know, I'm wild about you, babyBut you don't care nothing in the world for me
Well, I can't sleep at nightI just cats nap through the dayI can't hold out much longerLord, living this way
You know I'm just crazy about you, babyWonder, do you ever think of meYou know, I'm wild with you, babyBut you don't care nothing in the world for me
Well, now there ain't but the one thing, babyThat makes your daddy drinkYou say that you don't love meLord, I begin to think
You know, I'm just crazy about you, babyWonder, do you ever think of meYou know, I'm wild about you, babyBut you don't care nothing in the world for me
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Eric Clapton
Rock me Baby.
Rock me baby, rock me all night long.
Rock me baby, honey, rock me all night long.
I want you to rock me baby,
like my back ain't got no bone.
Roll me baby, like you roll a wagon wheel.
I want you to roll me baby,
like you roll a wagon wheel.
Want you to roll me baby,
you don't know how it makes me feel.
Rock me baby, honey, rock me slow.
Yeah, rock me pretty baby, baby rock me slow.
Want you to rock me baby, till I want no more.
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BB King,
Buddy Guy,
Eric Clapton,
Jim Vaughn
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