
I ain't one for crying Never saw the use Tears hit cloth Cloth gets heavy Truth gets loose I ain't one for begging Door shuts good I can sweep your footprints into one black pile Whistle, miss a spot, mop it twice Still you pass me the sugar No, the wine Everybody's leaving Everybody's fine, fine, fine I ain't one for crying I ain't that kind Just get a little weather caught behind the eyes sometimes I ain't one for crying Ask anybody here Sing it loud, louder, louder 'Til nobody can hear Put your photograph face down in the drawer Turn around, it's looking up again Turn it once more Kettle starts screaming I say, "Not today, not today" Blackbird on the windowsill One black eye Nothing nice to say Give me the tambourine Give me something bright Something I can hit Something I can shake until my hands go white Keep 'em moving, keep 'em moving Night stays back if I don't stop, right? I ain't one for crying No, I ain't that kind Just get a little weather caught behind the eyes sometimes I ain't one for crying Ask anybody here Twenty mouths around me Still nobody hears