Gonna Type a Letter - Billy Fury, Baden Powell

I’m a-gonna type a letter to you

Bye-bye-bye-bye baby we’re through

Well, on every date you teased me so

I can’t take it no more, I’m a-gonna go

Gonna go, honey I’m a-gonna go Every word in black and white

Baby, you know you didn’t treat me right

Through the alphabet A to ZBaby you was wrong to me

Wrong to me, baby you was wrong to me I’m a-gonna leave you high and dry

You made a-me lonesome, you made a-me cry

Ain’t a-gonna kiss you

Ain’t gonna miss you, goodbye!

I don’t tie much, but I guess it will do

Baby, you made a-me cry for you

I don’t tie much, but I’ll give my way

Baby I’m a-going far away

Far away, far away, a-baby going far away I’m a-gonna leave you high and dry

You made a-me lonesome, you made a-me cry

Ain’t a-gonna kiss you

Ain’t gonna miss you, goodbye!

I’m a-gonna leave this very day

Well, honey I’m a-going far away

You messed a-me 'round and you made a-me sore

Oh baby, I don’t a-care no more

Don’t a-care, don’t a-care

Baby, don’t a-care no more

Don’t a-care, don’t a-care

Baby, don’t a-care no more!