Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Where Were You Baby When My Heart Went Out, artist - Don McLean. Album song Winter Song, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 04.08.2019
Record label: 3 AMIGOS
Song language: English
Where Were You Baby When My Heart Went Out |
I looked through every barroom |
And I searched from coast to coast |
You were scarce as low-cost housing |
Baby when I needed you most |
And where were you baby, when my heart went out? |
You left me ba___by, in all this darkness and doubt |
Now I peeked through fancy boudoirs |
And I peeked through window grates |
I only saw Republicans, romancing Southern states |
And where were you baby, when my heart went out? |
You left me ba___by, in all this darkness and doubt |
Now I tried to replace you with a streetwalker named Desire |
But prices up so high, hell I couldn’t afford to try her |
It takes you my baby, baby, baby — to put my body out |
You left me baby, in all___ this darkness and doubt |
But tonight I think I’m gonna take some good advice |
I’m gonna look around and find somebody that’s a really nice |
Well perhaps a banker’s daughter and if her Papa’s a cuss |
Well I hope to do to her what her Papa does to us |
And we’ll have fancy shack and a fancy Cadillac |
And she’ll be studying to be, a nymphomaniac |
And we’ll have a little rye and we’ll play a little gin |
We’ll have another rye and we’ll play another gin |
And then we’ll have another rye just to get a little glow |
Have another rye just to make the conversation flow |
And then we’ll have another rye and we’ll play a little gin |
We’ll have another rye and we’ll tune some music in |
And then we’ll have another gin… And we’ll play a little rye… |
And we’ll suddenly realize that we’re getting kind of high |
And so we’ll turn the lights down low… To keep the bulbs from getting hot |
And we’ll play a little game called. |
«Yes?»… «No!»… |
Why not? |
But tonight I think I’m gonna find me something swell |
So I can wake up in the morning… Miserable as hell |
Now when butter costs a dollar, bread costs more than cake |
Come back soon cause, babe, think of what a gal like you could make |
Yes come back baby, baby, baby — don’t ever say that we’re through |
Cos this time, pretty baby. |
I’d like to walk right out on you! |