On a chilly Detroit night like tonight, there’s nothing like a little “slowhand” to warm the soul.
The funny and ironic thing about this song is that, during the verses section of this tune. The drummer is actually playing the wrong beat. Great song, just the drumming was wildly off on the verses part. I know things thing, I am a drummer! 
Now, it could be possibly that Clapton wanted it like that; but my gosh was it ever wrong. 