When your baby leaves you all alone
And nobody calls you on the phone
A-don't you feel like a-cryin'?
Don't you feel like cryin'?
Well, here I am, a-honey
A-come on, well, cry to me

When you're all alone in your lonely room
And there's nothing but the smell of her perfume
A-don't you feel like a-cryin'?
A-don't you feel like cryin'?
A-don't you feel like a-cryin'?
A-come on, come on, cry to me

Whoa
Nothing can be sadder than a glass of wine alone
Loneliness, loneliness, such a waste of your time, oh yes
You don't ever have to walk alone, you see
A-come on, take my hand, and baby, won't you walk with me?
Whoa yeah

When you're waitin' for a voice to come
In the night, but there's no one
A-don't you feel like a-cryin'? (Cry to me)
Don't you feel like cryin'? (Cry to me)
A-don't you feel like a-c-cry, c-cry, c-cry-cry (cry to me)
Cry, c-cry, c-cry-cry, cryin'? (Cry to me)
A-don't you feel like a-cry, c-cry, c-cry-cry (cry to me)
C-cry, c-cry, c-cry-cry, cryin'? (Cry to me)

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Bert Russell