by Dickey Betts and Don Johnson

(c) 1979 EMI Blackwood Music Inc.

Ain't nobody, gonna do my baby wrong.

Ain't nobody, gonna do my baby wrong.

Lord, I still love that woman

Even though I know she's gone, long gone.

Lord, I know she's out walkin',

Walkin' up and down the street.

Well I know my baby's out walkin'

Walkin' up and down the street.

Lord she's got a brand new story

For each and every man she meets.

Blind love, blind love,

It oughta be a crime,

For lovin' you the way I do.

My best friend knows all about it,

He don't have a thing to say.

Lord he knows all about it,

He just don't have a thing to say.

Oh, it hurts me so bad, to see you treat me this way.

Well I see my baby walkin',

Now I don't even raise my hand.

When I see my baby walkin',

I don't even raise my hand,

Oh it hurts me in my heart,

To see you with another man.

Blind love, blind love,

It oughta be a crime,

For lovin' you the way I do.

Blind love, blind love,

It oughta be a crime,

For lovin' you the way I do.

Blind love, blind love,

It oughta be a crime,

For lovin' you the way I do.