"...tell my baby
I'm leaving for Elderado,
tell her that I'm done
playing with fool's gold..."
{IMAGELOADER}
Lately| Dylan Singh
Lately, I've been thinking of you
and lately, it's been doing me harm
maybe, sooner or later
maybe, it's time to depart
tell my baby gonna be there out on Sunday
tell my baby gonna be on that killing floor
tell my baby I see her singing 'my way'
tell her she can pack her things the way she likes
lately, it's been about what you want
and lately, I'm past giving more
tell me, if I can take what I want
tell me, and you can take what's yours
tell my baby to head on up to Chicago
tell my baby say goodbye to Tennessee
tell my baby I see her singing 'my way'
tell my baby say goodbye to my loving arms
left here feeling beaten, sore and bruised
my pride's been hurtin' since the day I got back home
tell my baby I'm leaving for Elderado
tell her that I'm done playing with fool's gold
tell my baby to head on up to Chicago
tell my baby say goodbye to Tennessee
tell my baby I see her singing 'my way'
heaven gonna help me man, I know she's gone.