Let me sigh, let
me cry When I'm blue Let me go away
from my lonesome town Won't be long
till my song will be through And I know
I'm on my last go round
All the love I could steal, beg or borrow wouldn't
ease all of this pain in my soul What
is love?
But a prelude to sorrow with
a heartbreak ahead for your goal
Here I go Now you know why I'm leaving Got
the blues What can I lose? Goodbye
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