A NEW HIGH IN LOW

    
HE SAID DARLIN', THE FEELIN'S GONE.
AND MY HEART BEGAN TO SINK LIKE A STONE.
IT SEEMS LATELY, WITH MY TECHNIQUE,
I'VE BEEN ON A BIG TIME WINNIN' LOOSIN' STREAK.

IF TEARS WERE MADE OF GOLD,
AND SADNESS COULD BE SOLD.
I'D BE TOO RICH TOO CARE IF IT SHOWS.
WHEN THEY REPORT THE BLUES
ON THE HEARTACHE EVENIN' NEWS,
THEY'LL SAY I SURE HIT A NEW HIGH IN LOW.

SOME FOLKS LOOSE AND, FALL APART,
SOME TURN BLUE INTO A BRAND NEW FORM OF ART.
BUT DARLIN', WHEN I LOST YOU,
I HIT BOTTOM AND CRASHED RIGHT ON THROUGH.

IF TEARS WERE MADE OF GOLD,
AND SADNESS COULD BE SOLD.
I'D BE TOO RICH TOO CARE IF IT SHOWS.
WHEN THEY REPORT THE BLUES
ON THE HEARTACHE EVENIN' NEWS,
THEY'LL SAY I SURE HIT A NEW HIGH IN LOW.
THIS TIME I SURE HIT A NEW HIGH IN LOW.