The night is bitter, The stars have lost their glitter, The winds grow colder, And suddenly you're older And all because of The man that got away. No more his eager call, The writing's on the wall, The dreams you dreamed have all Gone astray. The man that won you Has run off and undone you. That great beginning Has seen it's final inning, Don't know what happened It's all a crazy game. No more that all-time thrill For you've been through the mill, And never a new love will Be the same. Good riddance, good-bye. Every trick of his you're on to - But fools will be fools and where's he gone to? The road gets rougher, It's lonelier and tougher. With hope you burn up, Tomorrow he may turn up. There's just no letup The livelong night and day. Ever since this world began There is nothing sadder than A one-man woman Looking for the man that got away . . .The road gets rougher, It's lonelier and tougher. With hope you burn up, Tomorrow he may turn up. There's just no letup The livelong night and day. Ever since this world began There is nothing sadder than A one-man woman Looking for the man The man that got away . . . The man that got away . . .
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