Well I wake up to a new world every morning
And the image of your face is all I see
How can I go on living while you’re living so fancy free
Well it’s tearing this old heart right out of me
Well there ain’t nothing but blues songs playing on my radio
And that old guitar man is squeezing out every blue note he knows
Call me crazy call me anything but baby babe call me
Cause it’s tearing this old heart right out of me
How could you walk out never look back don’t you feel something
These years of trying we spent together do they mean nothing
Well Mr. Webster he never printed all those names that you’ve called me
Well it’s tearing this old heart right out of me
