They say the blues went out of style
To cry is to act just like a child
While each day that we're apart
Love, how can it be I never will
They say the bat way's not to care
Just plat a few saconds of solitaire
Read a book, or study art
All the remedies don't worl for me
Since you broke my heart
Writer(s): Donald Everly
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