When you broke my heart, little darlin'
Oh, you broke it right in two
And you learned to love another
While I love no other but you
And why should I cry over someone
Now that I'm growing old?
And my hair will soon turn to silver
And the book of love letters I'll fold
Oh, there'll come a time you'll be lonesome
Oh, there'll come a time you'll be blue
Oh, there'll come a time when you'll want me
Oh, but I won't be waiting for you
Why should I cry over someone
Now that I'm growing old?
And my hair will soon turn to silver
And the book of love letters I'll fold
And why should I cry over someone
Now that I'm growing old?
And my hair will soon turn to silver
And the book of love letters I'll fold