I Hang My Head and Cry
Every time I see her passing by all I do is hang my head and cry
And I can't forget her so I've tried all I do is hang my head and cry
This pride this pride well I have none you made me lose you made me lose my only one
And my worried worried mind keeps on asking why all I do is hang my head and cry
Autor(es): Fred Rose / Gene Autry / Ray Whitley
