Lyrics:

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.