Cryers Paradise by Ron Hynes Lyrics

Still got my high school jacket
Still got my high school ring
Tucked in the corner of my wallet
Is a tattered photo of the king

Yet I have to cry
Starin' back at silent eyes
I saw a star burn out last night
Saw the cryer's paradise
Yes I did

I got stumblin' blind ambition
Couple of cards I haven't played
I got a gambler's intuition
I know when I stay too late

Yet I have to cry
Starin' back at silent eyes
Where do gamblers go to die?
They go to cryer's paradise
When that man from Memphis left us
We'd already turned our backs
He was a Heartbroke hotel exile
That's the cold and lonely facts

And the whole world greaved
I saw the whole thing on TV
Now I ask that eternal question
Does the darkness grant release?

Yet I have to cry
As his motorcade goes by
Takin' a sad, lonely boy
Off to cryer's paradise

I got demons bound to daunt me
I got a ghost from scare to self
I got bad mistakes to haunt me
Till I'm just a ghost myself

Yet I have to cry
Starin' back at silent eyes
Must my heart be crucified
To get into cryer's paradise

When that man from Memphis left us
We'd already turned our backs
He was a Heartbroke Hotel exile
That's the cold and lonely facts
And the whole world greaved
I saw the whole thing on TV
Now I ask that eternal question
Does the darkness grant release?

Yet I have to cry
As his motorcade goes by
Takin' a sad, lonely boy
Off to cryer's paradise

I still got my high school jacket
Still got my high school ring
Tucked in the corner of my wallet
Is a tattered photo of the king

Yet I have to cry
Staring back at silent eyes
I saw a star burn out last night
Saw the cryer's paradise

Yes I have to cry
Staring back at silent eyes
Must my heart be crucified
To get into cryer's paradise

Woo hoo hoooooo