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, Go round. 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?