Writer(s): Arthur Freed / Gus Arnheim / Abe Lyman
Originally made famous by Abe Lyman, 1923
I cried for you, now it’s your turn to cry over me.
Every road has its turning, that’s one thing I’m learning.
I cried for you, what a fool I used to be,
Now I find your eyes just a little bit bluer,
And I find your heart just a little bit truer.
I cried for you, not it’s your turn to cry over me.