Besedila: Randy Travis. My Poor Old Heart.

I've been a fool for love ever since I was a baby, just a rockin' in a cradle
As a rule I was the kind that laid his feelings up front and on the table
I gave up my world so many times just to see 'em tear it apart
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart

I wonder just how many times a broken heart can mend
Just when I get back on my feet, Lord, I always fall again

Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes, they've all left some scars
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart

I oughta know by now after all this debt and heartache lessons
I could go without going through hell just to find a little heaven
Seems to me every woman I meet has leavin' down to an art
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart

I wonder just how many times a broken heart can mend
Just when I get back on my feet, Lord, I always fall again

Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes, they've all left some scars
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart

Bruises, burns, lies, goodbyes, they've all left some scars
Oh, Lord have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart
Hey, Lord have a little bit of pity on my poor old heart