Lyrics

Sometimes my memories let me hold and kiss you
But they're just lending me the things I live without
And if it's my fault that I can't really hold you
Yes, my ears should burn when fools are talked about
What made me think I craved another's kisses?
Another so unworthy I found out
And my arms should have no right to hold another
Yes, my ears should burn when fools are talked about
At night in dreams, I hear her beg, "Don't leave me"
She loves me, she loves me, there's no doubt
But my lips have no right to beg forgiveness
Yes, my ears should burn when fools are talked about
What made me think I craved another's kisses?
Another so unworthy I found out
And my arms should have no right to hold another
Yes, my ears should burn when fools are talked about
Written by: Roger Miller
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