Wanda Jackson
Wanda Jackson
Wanda Jackson
Wanda Jackson
Wanda Jackson
Wanda Jackson
Wanda Jackson
Wanda Jackson
Wanda Jackson
Wanda Jackson
Wanda Jackson
Wanda Jackson
Just my heart's luck to be stuck with a fool like me
The only thing I bring my heart is misery
I can't hold on to you, no matter how I try
The only time your lips meet mine
Is when I'm gettin' kissed goodbye
Someone always gets to hold you in their arms, it seems
While I'm left to hold a bag of broken dreams
While my eyes get all the tears and my head gets all the aches
And my heart, poor old heart, gets all the breaks
My heart keeps begging me to stay away from you
It knows darn well you'rе only out to make me blue
Evеry time I think I'm gonna hold you near
Someone walks by, gives you the eye
And like a ghost, you disappear
Someone always gets to hold you in their arms, it seems
While I'm left to hold a bag of broken dreams
While my eyes get all the tears and my head gets all the aches
And my heart, poor old heart, gets all the breaks
And my heart, poor old heart, gets all the breaks
My Heart Gets All The Breaks was written by Justin Tubb.
My Heart Gets All The Breaks was produced by Ken Nelson (Country).