I've been a fool for love
Ever since I was a baby
Just a rockin' in a cradle
As a rule I was the kind
That laid his feelings
Up front and on the table.
I gave up my world so many times
Just to see 'em tear it apart
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart.
I wonder just how many times
A broken heart can mend
Just when I get back on my feet
Lord, I always fall again.
Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes
They've all left some scars
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart.
--- Instrumental ---
I oughta know by now
After all this debt
And heartache lessons
I could go without
Going through hell
Just to find a little heaven.
Seems to me every woman I meet
Has leavin' down to an art
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart.
I wonder just how many times
A broken heart can mend
Just when I get back on my feet
Lord, I always fall again.
Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes
They've all left some scars
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart.
Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes
They've all left some scars
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart.
Hey, Lord have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart...
My Poor Old Heart I've been a fool for love Ever since I was a baby Just a rockin' in a cradle As a rule I was the kind That laid his feelings Up front and on the table. I gave up my world so many times Just to see 'em tear it apart Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity On my poor old heart. I wonder just how many times A broken heart can mend Just when I get back on my feet Lord, I always fall again. Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes They've all left some scars Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity On my poor old heart. --- Instrumental --- I oughta know by now After all this debt And heartache lessons I could go without Going through hell Just to find a little heaven. Seems to me every woman I meet Has leavin' down to an art Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity On my poor old heart. I wonder just how many times A broken heart can mend Just when I get back on my feet Lord, I always fall again. Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes They've all left some scars Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity On my poor old heart. Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes They've all left some scars Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity On my poor old heart. Hey, Lord have a little bit of pity On my poor old heart... Explain Request ×
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