Wanda Jackson - Poor Ole Me lyrics

Well I talked to a friend of yours in town today He told me you were thinkin' of going away So that's why I hurried home I couldn't wait to see Is it true you're leaving leaving poor ole me You've been tellin' everybody how you hate to go You're sure that I'll just live in misery But there's still a few guys waitin' that I used to know And I'm sure that they'll take care of poor ole me I ain't never had no trouble finding me And I had quite a few the day that I met you But I'll do my best to grieve when you leave me I might even stay home a night or two I'll try to look heartbroken till I know you've gone I'll even get down on my bended knee If you'll just promise me this time that you'll stay gone You'll make a happy gal of poor ole me I ain't never had no trouble... You'll make a happy gal of poor ole me