Well Sunday morning, it came without warning
After another sad Saturday night
No one to stand in her change in plans and
Im way too weak to fight
Well strangers faces on this crowded street
They all turn away when they, they look at me
They dont wanna see these tears in my eyes
But there aint no good place to cry
So I found my way down a lower broadway
Where nobody knows my name
I was just another fool sittin down there
On another stool with another woman to blame
Another one to share my story and
No, this aint more blues they bore me
I just need to find a good place to hide
Cause there aint no good place to cry
And I dont want anyone to see
And I dont want anyone to pity me
So I might have to walk these streets all night
Cause there aint no good place to cry
Cause there aint no good place to cry