I just spent my last nickle
Trying to dry my tears away
Trying to mend a broken heart
That you once led a stray
I know life is funny
This old world is built that way
So many dis-appoint-ments
That's what makes the juke box play
Every time I see a new love
I bow my head and pray
That they will always talk things over
And under stand each others ways
But some times it doesn't happen
It's a fool like me who pays
To be alone in this old world
That's what makes the juke box play
Some people seem so happy
Their laughing and gay
Love to them is just a word
Tomorrow is another day
My life would be so empty
For my heart want live that way
All kinds of people make this world
That's what makes the juke box play
All kinds of people make this world
That's what makes the juke box play.