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Just like a baby you’re crying, just like a baby you’re trying, trying to tell me in your baby way, that you don’t love me anymore, you saw me flirt with another, and you expect me to say, I’m sorry, dear, so sorry, dear, but somehow I don’t feel that way. I’m glad that I can make you blue, I’m glad that I can worry you, I’m glad that I can make you grieve, your jealousy is sweet to me, sometimes I flirt to make you mad, and when you’re hurt it makes me glad, it proves that you love me when you sigh, I’m glad I can make you cry. Dear, when your teardrops are falling, my heart your heart is calling, come let me hold you in my loving arms, honey, don’t be blue anymore, you ought to know that I love you, and that my love will endure, I’m happy dear, so happy dear, I’m happy because you’re not sure.
Repository
University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign. Sousa Archives and Center for American Music
Just like a baby you’re crying, just like a baby you’re trying, trying to tell me in your baby way, that you don’t love me anymore, you saw me flirt with another, and you expect me to say, I’m sorry, dear, so sorry, dear, but somehow I don’t feel that way. I’m glad that I can make you blue, I’m glad that I can worry you, I’m glad that I can make you grieve, your jealousy is sweet to me, sometimes I flirt to make you mad, and when you’re hurt it makes me glad, it proves that you love me when you sigh, I’m glad I can make you cry. Dear, when your teardrops are falling, my heart your heart is calling, come let me hold you in my loving arms, honey, don’t be blue anymore, you ought to know that I love you, and that my love will endure, I’m happy dear, so happy dear, I’m happy because you’re not sure.
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Record Series 12/9/96
Series 2, Box 12, Folder 4
Local Identifier
2014_12996_045
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986
Just like a baby you’re crying, just like a baby you’re trying, trying to tell me in your baby way, that you don’t love me anymore, you saw me flirt with another, and you expect me to say, I’m sorry, dear, so sorry, dear, but somehow I don’t feel that way. I’m glad that I can make you blue, I’m glad that I can worry you, I’m glad that I can make you grieve, your jealousy is sweet to me, sometimes I flirt to make you mad, and when you’re hurt it makes me glad, it proves that you love me when you sigh, I’m glad I can make you cry. Dear, when your teardrops are falling, my heart your heart is calling, come let me hold you in my loving arms, honey, don’t be blue anymore, you ought to know that I love you, and that my love will endure, I’m happy dear, so happy dear, I’m happy because you’re not sure.
Rights
No Copyright - United States
Original Location
Record Series 12/9/96
Series 2, Box 12, Folder 4
Local Identifier
2014_12996_045
Collection Title
James Edward Myers Sheet Music Collection, 1836-1986