I'll lock myself away And not face one more day On the streets of this town And all I've got to lose Is a feelin' called the blues And a little old frown I signed your dotted line And did my best at tryin' Givin' all I could give And all I've gotten back Is this feelin' that I lack What I'm needing to live And you say you don't see it When a grown man starts to cry You turn your face away and you walk on by I found myself a girl Who brightened up my world From December to May And then ran off with Jim But I'll defer to him And his purple beret 'Cause he knows how to wheel and deal And not to feel when he's knockin' you down And I know he'll succeed 'Cause that's just what you need On the streets of this town And you say you don't see it When a grown man starts to cry You turn your face away and you walk on by [Instrumental Bridge] I'll lock myself away And not face one more day On the streets of this town And all I've got to lose Is a feelin' called the blues That's been going around I fit your crazy norm and wore your uniform Where you told me to go And got back in return This here feelin' that I've learned What the Indians know And you say you don't see it When a grown man starts to cry You turn your face away and you walk on by By…By… [Long Instrumental Outro]