This city mean old world, try livin' by yourself This city mean old world, try livin' by yourself Can't get the one you love, have to use somebody else
I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go I've got the blues, gonna pack my things and go Guess you don't love me, lovin' mister so and so
Sometimes i wonder why can your love be so cold Sometimes i wonder why can your love be so cold I guess you don't love me, gonna pack my things and go