To have a good old fashioned cry Once in a while Isn't so bad; For when you've had that little cry, Then you can smile, You can be glad. But when there's too much sorrow, You know that there is bound to be:
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Too many tears, Each night I go to bed, I lay awake and shed Too many tears; Your memory Is bringing me Too many tears. Too many years I wasted loving you, And you know I was true, Too many years, I cared a lot, What have I got? Too many tears. I know I should have found a new love, And don't you think I didn't try; But I found out a "number two" love Never seems to satisfy. I'll never learn To smile again and sing, I gave you ev'rything; And in return What did you leave for souvenirs? Too many tears. 1932 ---------------- Written for: Blessed Event (1932) Performer: Dick Powell Lyric: Al Dubin Music: Harry Warren Year: 1932 Original publisher: M. Witmark & Sons
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