Good morning, Rita, don't you miss your wine? Don't you miss your body being next to mine? Got a hollow heart and I'm feeling wrong Got a dollar in my pocket for a midnight song
When your lover's gone and the music's over Oh no, don't wanna be alone any more When your lover's gone, can't rest at night Threading through the crowd in a low-tavern light
Yeah, she's gone, yeah, she's gone My Rita was a light in my bright shining morning Yeah, she's gone, yeah, she's gone My Rita Mae Young
Good morning, Rita, hope you're doing right I couldn't give you what you wanted, but you stayed on my mind Got a tired heart, and it's been too long Put a dollar in the jukebox for a midnight song
When your lover is gone, there's cloud in your eyes It might be the bourbon, all the lies that you hide When the evenings done, that feels warm The soft southern air and a jukebox morning
Yeah, she's gone, yeah, she's gone My Rita was a light in my bright shining morning Yeah, she's gone, yeah, she's gone My Rita Mae Young
My blue-eyed woman Oh, she's gone My blue-eyed woman
Good morning, Rita, don't you miss your wine? Don't you miss your body being next to mine? Got a hollow heart and I'm feeling wrong Got a dollar in my pocket for a midnight song
Yeah, she's gone, yeah, she's gone My Rita was a light in my bright shining morning Yeah, she's gone, yeah, she's gone My Rita Mae Young
Yeah, she's gone, yeah, she's gone My Rita was a light in my bright shining morning Yeah, she's gone, yeah, she's gone My Rita Mae Young child
Long gone, child Come back, woman Come back, woman
Yeah, she's gone, yeah, she's gone My Rita was a light in my bright shining morning Yeah, she's gone, yeah, she's gone My Rita Mae YoungTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
