Careless Love Blues (1960) - Shirley Bassey

Love, oh love, oh careless love,

Love, oh love, oh careless love,

You’ve broke the heart of many a poor girl,

But you’ll never break this heart of mine.

If I were a little bird,

I would fly from tree to tree,

I’l build my nest way up the air,

Where the bad boys couln’t bother me.

When I wore my apron low,

When I wore my apron low,

When I wore my apron low,

He always passed by my door.

Now I wear my apron high,

Now I wear my apron high,

Now I wear my apron high,

And he never, never passes by.