I'm calling to tell you it's over Yes, darling you're now you're now free to go, You're saying you're sorry you hurt me But you hurt me much more than you know. You're asking me where this call comes from Oh I hope that you won't end up here. If your new romance turns out a failure Here's where to find me, my dear. Chorus: I'm just on the blue side of lonesome Right next to the Heartbreak Hotel, In a tavern that's known as 'Three Teardrops' On a bar stool not doing so well. The floor has a carpet of sorrow But no one can weep in the aisle, And the say someone broke the bar mirror With only the ghost of a smile. The hands on the clock never alter For things never change in this place, There's no present, no past and no future We're the ones who have lost in love's race. Repeat Chorus
Copyright 1964, 1967 by Tree Publishing Co. and Glad Music Co.