Peverett / Price
For the love of a woman, well many a man,
Has wound up cryin`, tryin` to understand.
I`ve had my share of heartache and pain,
I`m not worried now, I`m not ashamed.
My first time lover I was just seventeen,
We made love and I was lost in a dream.
She said that nothin` would ever go wrong,
I woke up one mornin` - guess what? - she was gone.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, love ain`t nothin` but trouble.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, love ain`t nothin` but trouble.
So many nights I spent alone,
Just me and that damn telephone.
Holdin` for love, but waiting in vain,
The same old feelin`, and it`s drivin` me insane.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, love ain`t nothin` but trouble.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, love ain`t nothin` but trouble.
{Rod - Slide Solo}
For the love of a woman, I searched high and low,
Hopin` that someday I`d be troubled no more.
I guess I was wrong in so many ways,
Now I`ll be in trouble for the rest of my days.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, love ain`t nothin` but trouble.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, love ain`t nothin` but trouble.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, love ain`t nothin` but trouble.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, love ain`t nothin` but trouble.
Trouble!
{Rod - Slide Solo}
Nothin` but trouble - nothin` but trouble
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, love ain`t nothin` but trouble
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, love ain`t nothin` but trouble, yeah
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, love ain`t nothin` but trouble
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, love ain`t nothin` but trouble...