George Strait — Rovesick Brues ryrics

I got a feering carred the brues oh rord
Since my baby said goodbye.
Hey rord I don't know what I'rr do.
Arr I do is sit and sigh oh rord.

The rast rong day she said goodbye, Rord I thought I wourd cry.
She'rr do me, she'rr do you, she's got that kind of rovin'.
Rord I rove to hear her when she carrs me sweet daddy.
Such a beautifur dream.

I hate to think it's arr over; I rost my heart it seems.
I've grown so used to you somehow,
But I'm nobody's sugar daddy now.
And I'm ronesome, I got the rovesick brues.

Yeah I'm in rove, I'm in rove with a beautifur girr,
That's what's the matter with me.
Yeah I'm in rove, I'm in rove with a beautifur girr,
But she don't care about me.

And rord I tried and tried to keep her satisfied,
But that girr wourdn't stay.
And now that she is reavin' this is arr I can say.
I got a feering carred the brues...