I got a cat, sittin' on the window sill.
He can tell you how I feel
About you. I cry about you.
About you. I cry about you.
I got a dog, sleepin' on the back porch.
She can tell you how I still carry a torch
About you. I cry about you.
About you. I cry about you.
I got a pretty bird, singin' in a pretty cage.
He can tell you I'm still not over the rage
About you. I cry about you.
About you. I cry about you.
I got another girl, livin' in another town.
She can tell you how I'm still down
About you. I cry about you.
About you. I cry about you.
Cat ate the bird, got out on the back porch.
Dog go barkin' chased 'em both
Underneath a Kenworth.
Girlfriend called me up,
Said I was a dirty sleaze.
Sittin" in my living room,
Forgot about all of these and cried
About you. I cried about you.
About you. I cried about you.
About you. I cried about you.
I got a cat, sittin' on the window sill.
He can tell you how I feel
About you. I cry about you.
About you. I cry about you.
About you. I cry about you.
About you. I cry about you.
©2020 Jeffrey Brent Clifton (BMI)
(First draft-Words and Music May-1997)
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