Bob Wills The Kind Of Love I Can't Forget
The kind of love I can't forget, dear
Was the love you gave to me
I had my chance but now I suffer
My heart is filled with misery
Your truly fond and faithful heart, dear
Should have never known distress
And in my sorrow I am weeping
To you, sweetheart I will confess
So why not take me back again
Dear, we could live so happily
The kind of love I can't forget, dear
Was the love you gave to me
