Fool to Cry

Well, when I come home, baby
 And I've been working all night long
 I put my daughter on my knee
 And she says, mummy, what's wrong?
 She whispers in my ear so sweetly
 And you know what she says?
 She says
 Mummy, you're a fool to cry
 You're a fool to cry
 And it makes me wonder why
 Baby, I'm wondering why, why
 You know I got a baby
 He lives in the poor part of town
 I go and see him sometimes
 And we make love so fine
 And I put my head on his shoulder
 And he says, tell me all your troubles
 And I'll tell you mine
 Daddy, I'm a fool to cry
 I'm a fool to cry
 And it makes me wonder
 Daddy, I'm a fool to cry
 I'm a fool to cry
 And it makes me wonder
 I'm a fool, baby
 I'm such a fool, baby
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 Baby, I'm a fool to cry
 I'm a fool to cry
 It makes me wonder why
 Such a fool, baby
 I'm a fool, baby
 Such a fool, baby