Elvis Presley - It keeps right on a-hurtin

I cry myself to^C7 sleep each night ^FWishing I could hold you tight Life ^Cseems so empty since you went a^G7way And the ^Cpillow where you ^C7lay your head Now h^Folds my empty dreams instead And it ^G7keeps right on a-hurtin' Since you're ^Cgone

It ^G7keeps right on a'hurtin every ^Fminute of the day Every ^G7hour you're away I feel so ^Flone^Cly And I can't help it, I don't ^C7think I can go ^Fon And it ^G7keeps right on a-hurtin' since you're ^Cgone

They ^Csay a man ain't su^C7pposed to cry But w^Fhen I see you passing by My h^Ceart breaks down and cries a million ^G7tears The ^Cpillow where you l^C7ay your head Now ^Fholds my empty dreams instead And it ^G7keeps right on a-hurtin' since you're ^Cgone

It ^G7keeps right on a'hurtin every ^Fminute of the day Every ^G7hour you're away I feel so l^Fonel^Cy And I can't help it, I don't ^C7think I can go ^Fon And it ^G7keeps right on a-hurtin' since you're ^Cgone Yes, i^G7t keeps right on a-hurtin' since you're ^Cgone