Letras
It's a mean old world
To try and live in by yourself
Mean, mean, mean old world
To try and live in by yourself
And when you can't get the one you love
And you have to use somebody else
I got the blues
I think I'll pack my things and go
Yes, I've got the blues
Think I'll pack my things and go
I know you don't love me, baby
'Cause you're lovin' old so-and-so
Sometimes I wonder
How can your love be so cold?
Lord, I wonder
How can your love be so cold?
I know you don't love me, baby
And I'm just an unlucky so-and-so