Let me sigh; Let me cry, When I'm blue. Let me go Away from this lonely town.
Won't be long Till my song Will be through. Cause I know I'm on my last go-round.
All the love I could steal, beg or borrow Wouldn't heal all 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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