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Gordon jenkins, joe bishop |
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Let me sigh, let me cry when i'm blue, |
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Let me go away from this lonely town, |
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Won't be long till my sun will be blue, |
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Cos i know i'm on my last go round. |
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All the love i could steal, beg or borrow, |
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Wouldn't heal all the pain in my soul. |
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What is love? only a prelude to sorrow, |
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With a heartbreak ahead for your goal, |
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Here i go - now you know why i'm leaving. |
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Got the blues. what can i lose? goodbye! |
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What is love? only a prelude to sorrow, |
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With a heartbreak ahead for your goal, |
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Here i go - now you know why i'm leaving. |
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I got the blues. what can i lose? goodbye! |
