Pocketful of hearts
Dexter - 1957

A pocketful of hearts, a-baby you collect ’em.
A pocketful of hearts, and then you go and wreck ’em.
A pocketful of hearts, ’cause you just neglect ’em
for a love that’s new.

A pocketful of hearts, crazy how you get ’em.
A pocketful of hearts, a—love ’em and forget ’em.
A pocketful of hearts, a-baby you condemn ’em.
One more fool, me too.

Play with fire and you’ll get burned.
The story’s always true.
You never dreamed a heart like yours
could ever be so blue.

A pocketful of hearts, one is gonna haunt you.
A pocketful of hearts, one is gonna taunt you.
A pocketful of hearts, when he doesn’t want you
you’ll be cryin’ too.

Play with fire and you’ll get burned.
The story’s always true.
You never dreamed a heart like yours
could ever be so blue.

A pocketful of hearts, one is gonna haunt you.
A pocketful of hearts, one is gonna taunt you.
A pocketful of hearts, when he doesn’t want you
you’ll be cryin’ too… you’ll be cryin’ too.

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