NOBODY CARES IF I'M BLUE
(BAR)-Harry Akst
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All the old gang I once knew now have left me two by two.
The old neighborhood don't look so good, I'm so lonely by my only.
Each and every one it seems meets the ideal of their dreams.
I've searched every-where for my ideal. Now I'm beginning to feel
Nobody knows, nobody cares if I'm lonesome.
Nobody sighs, nobody cries if I'm blue.
It seems that night after night, I sit alone and twiddle my thumbs.
But, still I keep right on hoping, keep the door open, but nobody comes.