Left my girl in Kansas City
I left her crying in the rain
Well I told her that
I made my mind up
I didn't want to see
Her again
Well what makes the night
So lonely
What makes the night
So long
Well I guess it's just because
I'm a man
That's done a good woman wrong
Well I can't eat
I can't sleep
All I can do is cry
All I can do is cry

Is cry

Yeah told her that she was a trifler
Told her that she played around
But I was just a lyin' man
Trying to hide the tracks he'd found
I Gonna catch myself a flyer
One that's Kansas City bound
I'm a-goin' lookin' for my baby
Good Lord
I hope she's still around
Well I can't sleep
I can't eat
All I can do is cry
Well all I can do is cry