My Poor Old Heart

I've been a fool for love Ever since I was a baby Just a rockin' in a cradle As a rule I was the kind That laid his feelings Up front and on the table. I gave up my world so many times Just to see 'em tear it apart Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity On my poor old heart. I wonder just how many times A broken heart can mend Just when I get back on my feet Lord, I always fall again. Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes They've all left some scars Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity On my poor old heart. [Instrumental] I oughta know by now After all this debt And heartache lessons I could go without Going through hell Just to find a little heaven. Seems to me every woman I meet Has leavin' down to an art Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity On my poor old heart. I wonder just how many times A broken heart can mend Just when I get back on my feet Lord, I always fall again. Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes They've all left some scars Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity On my poor old heart. Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes They've all left some scars Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity On my poor old heart. Hey, Lord have a little bit of pity On my poor old heart...