Written by: Bert Russell

When your baby, leaves you all along
And nobody calls you on the phone
Don't you feel like cry
Don't you feel like cry and I cry and I cry

Come on baby, cry with me

When you along in you lonely room
And there is nothing, but the smell of her perfume
Don't you feel like cry
Don't you feel like cry and I cry and I cry

Come on baby, cry with me

Nothing can be sadder then a glas of wine along
Loneliness, loneliness just a a waste of your time
But your wouldn't ever, ever walk along
Say honey, breakdown, breakdown and cry and cry and cry

And when you're waiting in your lonely room
And nothing, but the smell of her perfume
Don't you feel like cry
Don't you feel like cry and I cry and I cry

Come on baby, cry with me
So come on baby, cry with me
Come on baby,