Gambler’s Blues Songtext
von Dinah Washington
Gambler’s Blues Songtext
I don′t know what love is, but I think I must have it bad
Yeah, you I don't know what love is, people, whoah, but I think I must have it bad
Yeah, you know some people say love is just a gamble, but whatever it is, it′s enough to drive old me mad
They say love is just a proposition, people.
It's strictly a game of give and take
Yeah, they tell me love, love, love is a proposition, people, they say it's strictly a game of give and take
Whoah, but my woman took all I gave her and I′m here to tell to you that love proposition stuff ′s a fake
Oh, I don't claim to be no gambler people, oh, I don′t know much about the dice
Yes, I don't claim to be no gambler people, I tell you I don′t know much about the dice
Oh, but I wait and my baby knows, she knows I'm not the kind who′s gonna crap out twice
Yes, she left me early this mornin', I don't know the reason why
She just got up early this mornin′, didn′t even say good-bye
But I love you, I love you, you know I love you baby, although you made me cry
Yes, there are a lot of women who love me, oh, but how you satisfy
Yeah, you I don't know what love is, people, whoah, but I think I must have it bad
Yeah, you know some people say love is just a gamble, but whatever it is, it′s enough to drive old me mad
They say love is just a proposition, people.
It's strictly a game of give and take
Yeah, they tell me love, love, love is a proposition, people, they say it's strictly a game of give and take
Whoah, but my woman took all I gave her and I′m here to tell to you that love proposition stuff ′s a fake
Oh, I don't claim to be no gambler people, oh, I don′t know much about the dice
Yes, I don't claim to be no gambler people, I tell you I don′t know much about the dice
Oh, but I wait and my baby knows, she knows I'm not the kind who′s gonna crap out twice
Yes, she left me early this mornin', I don't know the reason why
She just got up early this mornin′, didn′t even say good-bye
But I love you, I love you, you know I love you baby, although you made me cry
Yes, there are a lot of women who love me, oh, but how you satisfy
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