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You broke my heart little darlin',
You broke it right in two;
You learned to love another,
While I love no other but you.
So, why should I cry over someone,
Now that I'm growing old?
My hair will soon to silver,
And the book of love letters I'll fold.
I bought the clothes that you wanted,
You drank the best of wine;
I bought you precious diamonds,
Because you promised that you would be mine.
So, why should I cry over someone,
Now that I'm growing old?
My hair will soon to silver,
And the book of love letters I'll fold.
Someday you'll come back to me, dear,
Then it will be too late;
My love will turn against you,
And turn from true love to hate.
So, why should I cry over someone,
Now that I'm growing old?
My hair will soon to silver,
And the book of love letters I'll fold.
Johnny Drake, along with Tom Rose of Bay du Nord, NL, co-founded The Dorymen in 1969.