Fool to Cry

Well, when I come home, baby And I've been working all night long I put my daughter on my knee And she says, mummy, what's wrong? She whispers in my ear so sweetly And you know what she says? She says Mummy, you're a fool to cry You're a fool to cry And it makes me wonder why Baby, I'm wondering why, why You know I got a baby He lives in the poor part of town I go and see him sometimes And we make love so fine And I put my head on his shoulder And he says, tell me all your troubles And I'll tell you mine Daddy, I'm a fool to cry I'm a fool to cry And it makes me wonder Daddy, I'm a fool to cry I'm a fool to cry And it makes me wonder I'm a fool, baby I'm such a fool, baby [Incomprehensible] Baby, I'm a fool to cry I'm a fool to cry It makes me wonder why Such a fool, baby I'm a fool, baby Such a fool, baby