Lyrics Loveless Love - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys

Love oh, love oh, loveless love
Has set our hearts on gold-less gold
From milk-less milk and silk-less silk
We are growing used to soul-less souls

Now I'll be glad when you're dead you rascal you
I'll be tickled to death when you leave this earth, you dog
If you wanna know just what we got
Got good rhythm and swinging hot
Oh, you know you dirty rascal you

Now I'll be glad when you're dead you rascal you
I'll be tickled to death when you leave this earth you dog
Well we might get kooky and don't dress fine
The way we whip it is a hanging crime
Oh you dog, you dirty rascal you

Such grafting times we never saw
That's why we have a pure food law
In everything, we find a flaw
Even love oh, love oh, loveless love