Lyrics:

In the mornin', when you rise
Do you think of me and how you left me cryin'?
Are you thinkin' of telephones
And managers and where you got to be at noon?
You are living a reality I left years ago
It quite nearly killed me
In the long run, it will make you cry
Make you crazy and old before your time
And the difference between me and you
I won't argue right or wrong
But I have time to cry, my baby
You don't have to cry
I said, cry, my baby
You don't have to cry
I said, cry, my baby
You don't have to cry