can't talk to people that I meet. If I could see you now,
I'd try to make you sad somehow, but I can't so I cry instead.

Don't want to cry when there's people there, I get shy when
they start to stare, I'm gonna hide myself away, ay hay;
but I'll come back again someday.

And when I do you'd better hide all the girls, I'm gonna
break their hearts all 'round the world. Yes, I'm gonna
break them in two, and show you what your loving man can
do, until then I'll cry instead