Ivory Tears - Jerry Lee Lewis

When lonliness lays

Her huring hands on me

There’s a place I always can go

I’ll pour out my soul, to my old piano

And I let those old ivories cry for me

Ivory tears, ivory tears

My old piano cries for me

Ivory tears, ivory tears

Dripping from every melody

Some lonely people

They turn to the jukebox

Others turn to whiskey and wine

But, when it’s crying time for me

Well, I turn to my ol' piano

And I let those old ivories

Cry for me

Ivory tears, ivory tears

My old piano, it’s crying, crying

Ivory tears, ivory tears

Dripping from every melody