Kenny Chesney – My Poor Old Heart

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 that laid his feelings

Up front and on the table

I gave her my world so many times

Just to see 'em tear it apart

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

I wonder just how many times a broken heart can mend

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

Bridges burned lies good-byes

They've all dealt some scars

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

Well I ought to know by now

After all these dead-end heartache lessons

I can go without

Going through hell tryin' 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

I wonder just how many times a broken heart can mend

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

Bridges burned lies good-byes

They've all dealt some scars

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

Well I said bridges burned lies good-byes

They've all dealt some scars

Oh 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