Songtext von Ivory Tears

When lonliness lays her huring 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 melody 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 ol' 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 melody