CRY, BUTTERCUP,CRY
(Accetta)

as recorded by Maxine Sullivan
1948 New York


You lost your love and now you miss your dreamin',
You feel like a star in a cloud,
And you cry, little buttercup, cry, little buttercup,
You cry, little buttercup, cry.

You feel so lonesome and your heart is heavy,
You sit and you ask yourself why,
And you cry, little buttercup, cry, little buttercup,
You cry, little buttercup, cry.

As you live you will learn
The world is cold and full of lies,
But a heart that is true
Some way, someday will find a paradise.

So dry your tears and maybe some tomorrow
A true love will happen your way;
For life is a funny thing,
Joy, sorrow it'll bring,
So have no regret
And just learn to forget,
Have a cry, little buttercup, cry.

As you live you will learn
The world is cold and full of lies,
But a heart that is true
Some way, someday will find a paradise.

So dry your tears and maybe some tomorrow
A true love will happen your way;
For life is a funny thing,
Joy, sorrow it'll bring,
So have no regret
And just learn to forget,
Have a cry, little buttercup, cry,
You cry, little buttercup, cry, little buttercup,
You cry, little buttercup, cry.



(Transcribed by Peter Akers - December 2013)