Packing up and leaving this place.
I don't believe your crying, there'll be a smile upon your face.
I didn't think how much you hurt me.
There's something that I'll laugh about.
Bring in the good times baby, and let the bad times out.
That old sun keeps on shining,
But some day it won't shine for you.
In the morning I'll be leaving. I'll leave your mother too
