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Teksty: Frida. Baby Don't You Cry No More.

Baby, don't you cry no more, no more
Baby, don't you cry no more
I been a lot of trouble, but I won't no more
Baby, don't you cry, no baby, don't you cry no more

I'm listening to that midnight whistle blow
Just listening to that whistle blow
And come tomorrow morning, I'll be leaving on a train
Listening to that whistle blow

I confess to being a fool, bled your heart and did you cruel
So I'll leave you with your eyes closed
And your head turned from the door
And you won't have to cry no more

Walk away, sad to say, it's grown thin
Love is cold when it's old, you can hold on too long
So wipe away the sate tear from your eye so red and sore
Baby, don't you cry no more
Baby, don't you cry, no baby, don't you cry no more