Lyrics

Don't Cry
© Jane McGuffin

Don't cry Susie don't cry,
your momma's going away.
You'll see her walking down the lane,
but please don't ask her to stay.

There was a time when we were young,
There was a time when momma had fun.
Now momma's running down the lane,
Gonna ride on that midnight train (or plane),
Gonna ride on that midnight train (or plane).

She's gonna leave those kids,
She's gonna be a real singer.
She's gonna leave her man,
She's gonna sing with a band.

Da Da Da Da Da Da Da (etc.)

When Mister Memphis calls,
with the lights of second hand fame.
Her head starts spinning silver stars,
She forgets that momma's her name,
She forgets that momma's her name.