I feel so sad now that she's gone.
I've been lovin' that woman too long.
There's no place to go, because my friends have all moved.
Got nothing to sit in the sun.
Got tired of crying.
Guess I'll move on alone.
My bed is so empty and my heart has grown cold.
Guess I'll die before I grow old.
The place is untidy, that's cause I ain't done my dirt.
I just grown tired of thinking.
Got tired of crying.
Guess I'll move on alone. |