I absolutely like the original better than this version, but I have to testify to Paul’s and Beck’s smokin’ guitar work. (And as my baby is in fact coming home tomorrow, I really had no choice but to post this song). It gives an already rocking song a spicy southern, bluesy, rockabilly twang. It also has a nice build-up. But tinkering with Sam Cooke is the textbook example of gilding the lily. The original is pure uncomplicated happiness – probably because the instrumentation doesn’t rely on so many dominant seventh chords (not sure what that means? It’s the horn’s chord at 1:01 and 1:50, among other places. More on this here) but allows Sam to go there with his own voice. And those horns. I mean, come on. Without further ado, here is the man himself.