About The Song

Released in 1964, long after the rock ‘n’ roll firestorm of the 50s, Ain’t That Lovin’ You, Baby takes us on a stroll through a quieter, smoother groove. It’s a love song, sure, but not the kind that shouts from rooftops. This is a ballad whispered close to the ear, a serenade sung beneath a moonlit sky.

From the opening croon, Elvis’s voice wraps around the lyrics like a warm blanket. He doesn’t need to belt or roar; his gentle inflection conveys a depth of feeling that goes straight to the heart. You can hear the vulnerability in his voice as he asks, “Ain’t that lovin’ you, baby, the way you make me feel?”

The music itself is a masterclass in understated elegance. The piano tinkles like raindrops on a windowpane, the guitar strums a soft, steady rhythm, and the bass keeps the groove going with a gentle thrum. It’s not rock ‘n’ roll, it’s pure romance, each note a caress on the soul.

But don’t mistake the tenderness for weakness. There’s a fire in Elvis’s voice, a simmering intensity that makes the song anything but saccharine. He’s not just singing about love, he’s living it. The passion is there, just below the surface, ready to explode at any moment.

Ain’t That Lovin’ You, Baby is more than just a love song. It’s a snapshot of a time, a feeling, a moment captured in musical amber. It’s the sound of a man in love, pouring his heart out with every breath. It’s the sound of Elvis Presley, reminding us that he could make you swoon as easily as he could make you scream.

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Lyrics

“Ain’t That Loving You Baby”

I could ride around the world in an old oxcart
And never let another girl thrill my heartAin’t that loving you baby?
Ain’t that loving you baby?
Ain’t that loving you baby?
Ain’t that loving you so?

I could meet a hundred girls and have loads of fun
My huggin’ and my kissin’ belong to just one

Ain’t that loving you baby?
Ain’t that loving you baby?
Ain’t that loving you baby?
Ain’t that loving you so?

If you gave me nine lives like a tommy cat
I’d give ’em all to you and never take one back

Ain’t that loving you baby?
Ain’t that loving you baby?
Ain’t that loving you baby?
Ain’t that loving you so?

I’m putting on my Sunday suit and I’m goin’ downtown
But I’ll be kissin’ your lips before the sun goes down

Ain’t that loving you baby?
Ain’t that loving you baby?
Ain’t that loving you baby?
Ain’t that loving you so?

Ain’t that loving you baby?
Ain’t that loving you so?