There's no fool like an old fool
And I'm a prize fool of the old school
The bells rang when I met you
Still I let you get away
There's no song like an old song
How it reminds me that I was so wrong
To walk out, let the blues in
That's a losing game to play
Red leaves of autumn
Will flame again on the hill
And I know come springtime
That I'll remember you still
There's no love like a true love
And I discovered there is no new love
To run to or to thrill to
Like the thrill you used to be
It was my fault losing your love
And there's just one thing I'm sure of now
That there's no fool like an old fool
Like me
Like me
Like me
