| Lyrics: | This is a mean old world, try and live it by yourself.
This is a mean old world, try and live
it 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, babe, loving 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 |
