The world goes around
and the young men get old
The people next door
Are all down with a cold

The stars are in the heavens
That's where they belong
But they don't shine in my world
Since my baby is gone

If I were a writer
I'd write me a song
But all I could say is
My baby is gone

They had a fire sale
downtown yesterday
They said the new courthouse
will be finished right away
The weather man says sunshine
But I know he's wrong
I don't really care
since my baby is gone

If I were a traveller
I'd go to Hong Kong
And try to forget
that my baby is gone

The sheep are in the meadows
The cows are in the corn
And I'm here wishin'
I'd never been born
The newspaper says,
That the world is goin' wrong
I ain't worried about the world
when my baby is gone

If were a singer
I'd sing me a song
But who wants to sing
When his baby is gone

  
Jack Clement