Roy Rogers new worried mind

I never believed, dear,
I'd be blue this way,
You say I'll forget,
That's easy to say.
I phone you each night, love,
Find the busy line,
No wonder I've got,
Such a worried mind.
I wait at the gate, dear,
Like I used to do,
I stand there an' wait,
All alone an' blue.
I look an' I look, love,
But there ain't no sign,
An' then I walk home,
With a worried mind.
I'm pacin' the floor, dear,
Wide awake each night,
An' readin' the mail,
That you used to write.
I can see your face, love,
Through the bright moonshine,
Oh, how can I sleep,
With a worried mind.
You made me a vow, dear,
You would always be true,
An' where are you now,
With somebody new.
You drive your own car, love,
Got your servants nine,
An' all that I've got,
Is a worried mind.