Dry Your Eyes - Bobby Vee

Dry your eyes, my dear, I sympathise with you

Dry your eyes, what good is cryin' gonna do

You’re doing exactly what he wants you to do

Ah, he’s made a fool of many girls before you

Ah, dry your eyes, my dear, I sympathise with you

Dry your eyes, come on, don’t let it get to you

This time tomorrow you’ll be out of your mind

Ah, and maybe then I’ll try again to get you to be mine

Ah-ah-ah, dry your eyes, my dear, I sympathise with you

Ah, dry your eyes, come on, don’t let it get to you

This time tomorrow you’ll be out of your mind

Ah, and maybe then I’ll try again to get you to be mine, all mine

Dy your eyes, ah-ah, dry your eyes

Ah-hah-hah, dry your eyes

Mmmm, dry your eyes