Ivory Tears
Jerry Lee Lewis
When loneliness lays her hurting hands on me There’s a place I always can go I’ll pour out my soul to my old piano And I let those old ivories cry for me Ivory tears ivory tears my old piano cries for me Ivory tears ivory tears dripping from every melo-dy Some lonely people they turn to the jukebox Others turn to whiskey and wine But when it’s crying time for me well I turn to my ole’ piano And I let those old ivories cry for me Ivory tears ivory tears my old piano it’s crying crying Ivory tears ivory tears dripping from every melo-dy
