[00:10.35]I've been a fool for love, ever since
[00:13.53]I was a baby, just a rockin' in the cradle
[00:15.63]As a rule
[00:18.21]I was the kind who
[00:18.75]Laid his feelings upfront on the table
[00:20.97]Gave my world so many times
[00:23.40]Just to see them tear it apart
[00:25.44]Whoa, Lord, have a little bit of pity
[00:27.75]On my poor old heart
[00:30.78]I wonder just how many times a broken heart can mend
[00:36.33]Oh, when I get back on my feet,
[00:38.40]Lord, I always fall again
[00:44.04]Rubies, furs, lies, goodbyes, they've all left some scars
[00:46.05]Whoa, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart
[01:10.77]Well, I ought to know by now
[01:14.67]After of these dead and heartache lessons
[01:17.13]I can go without going through hell
[01:20.88]Trying to find a little heaven
[01:22.47]Seems to me every woman
[01:24.84]I meetHas leaving down to an art
[01:27.60]Oh Lord, have a little bit of pity
[01:29.25]On my poor old heart
[01:32.28]I wonder just how many times a broken heart can mend
[01:37.44]Oh, when I get back on my feet,
[01:39.90]Lord, I always fall again
[01:42.93]Rubies, furs, lies, goodbyes, they've all left some scars
[01:47.40]Whoa, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart
[01:50.79]Well, I said rubies, furs, lies, goodbyes, they've all left some scars
[01:55.98]Whoa, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart
[02:02.31]I said, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart

I've been a fool for love, ever since
I was a baby, just a rockin' in the cradle
As a rule
I was the kind who
Laid his feelings upfront on the table
Gave my world so many times
Just to see them tear it apart
Whoa, Lord, have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart
I wonder just how many times a broken heart can mend
Oh, when I get back on my feet,
Lord, I always fall again
Rubies, furs, lies, goodbyes, they've all left some scars
Whoa, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart
Well, I ought to know by now
After of these dead and heartache lessons
I can go without going through hell
Trying to find a little heaven
Seems to me every woman
I meetHas leaving down to an art
Oh Lord, have a little bit of pity
On my poor old heart
I wonder just how many times a broken heart can mend
Oh, when I get back on my feet,
Lord, I always fall again
Rubies, furs, lies, goodbyes, they've all left some scars
Whoa, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart
Well, I said rubies, furs, lies, goodbyes, they've all left some scars
Whoa, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart
I said, Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart