Kenny Chesney Follow

I've been a fool for love ever since I was a baby just a rockin' in the cradle

as a rule I was the kind who laid his feelings right down on the table

gave my world so many times just to see them tear it apart

Whoa, Lord have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart

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I wonder just how many times a broken heart can mend

Oh when I get back on my feet Lord I always fall again

rubies, furs, lies, goodbyes they've all left some scars

Whoa, Lord have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart

Well, I ought to know by now after of these dead and heartache lessons

I can go without going through hell trying to find a little heaven

seems to me every woman I meet has leaving down to an art

Oh Lord, have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart

Repeat Chorus

Well I said rubies, furs, lies, goodbyes they've all left some scars

Whoa, Lord have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart

I said Lord have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart