Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on

Cry me a river Cry me a river (cry me, cry me) Cry me a river (go on and just) The damage is done, so I guess I be leaving You don't have to say, what you did I already know, I found out from him Now there's just no chance With you and me

I never never never want to be in love with anyone but you For whatever you do I'd like to run away from you But if you never found me I would cry I'd like to break the chains you put around me But I know I never will You stay away and all I do Is wonder

Because I used to love her, but it's all over now Tables turn and now her turn to cry Well, baby used to stay out all night long She made me cry, she done me wrong She hurt my eyes open, that's no lie Well, she used to run around with every man in town

Eighteen years had come and gone For mama they flew by But for me they drug on and on We were loading up that Chevy Both tryin' not to cry Mama kept on talking Putting off goodbye Then she took my hand and said "Baby, don't forget

Small talk, small talk Don't let them cry It's the way you sound The reason that you know yeah It's the way you get down I can tell you really are it Small talk how you doing there Small talk how you doing boy Small talk whatcha doing there

Warned you about No doubt I'm the one your mama I'm known for taking ladies home And turning them out. Like kissing all the girlies and Making them cry. I'm a wise guy with wits The opposite of shy

It's not over tonight Just give me one more chance to make it right I may not make it through the night I won't go home without you And I won't go home without you Every night you cry yourself to sleep Thinking: "Why does this happen to me? Why does

So be concerned Where'd you go, huh? They all think I know you It's so hard to motivate Me to devote a Single inch of me to Something I can't see I Don't mean to cry but why Would you even make the eyes?

To my sweet home Chicago Back to the land of California Oh, baby don't you want to go? Baby don't you want to go? Now one and one is two Two and two is four I'm heavy loaded, baby I'm booked, I gotta go Cryin' baby