Oh let me sigh,
Yeah let me cry, when I'm blue,
Let me go away from this lonesome town,
It won't be long till my song will be through,
Because I know I'm on my last,
All the love I couldn't steal,
Beg or borrow
Would not ease all of this pain in my soul.
For what is love but a prelude to sorrow
With a heartbreak ahead for a goal.
Here I go
Don't you know why I'm leaving.
I got the blues.
What can I lose?