I remember nights we spent together
Now I count the days I spend alone
Still it seems his songs goes on forever
All he’s left for comfort is a song

A song that said he’d leave me in the morning
‘Cause the gypsy in his soul won’t let him be
A song in which he tried to give me warnin’
A song I was too foolish to believe
He sang "ooo, I’m leavin’
Oh, I’m almost gone
I’ll be leaving in the morning
But I’ll be leaving you this song

I remember words I wished I’d spoken
Words I should have spoken from the first
But still I let his song go on unbroken
And never paid attention to the verse

A song that said he’d leave me in the morning
‘Cause the gypsy in his soul won’t let him be
A song in which he tried to give me warnin’
A song I was too foolish to believe
He sang "ooo, I’m leavin’
Oh, I’m almost gone
I’ll be leaving in the morning
But I’ll be leaving you this song



©1973 Window Music Co, Inc. BMI