When my bed is empty,
Makes me feel awful mean and blue.
My springs are getting rusty,
Living single like I do.


The Oxford Book of American Light Verse (1979)


When my bed is empty, Makes me feel awful mean and blue. My springs are getting rusty, Living single like I do.

When my bed is empty, Makes me feel awful mean and blue. My springs are getting rusty, Living single like I do.

When my bed is empty, Makes me feel awful mean and blue. My springs are getting rusty, Living single like I do.

When my bed is empty, Makes me feel awful mean and blue. My springs are getting rusty, Living single like I do.