I'M GETTING SO NOW I DON'T CARE
(Richard Howard, Bartley Costello / Dave Ringle,   1922)


Oh how I cried when you told me goodbye, 
Clouds hid the sun in the sky; 
And oh, how I pleaded and begged you to stay; 
But my heart is diff'rent to day:

You didn't care tho' you made me believe, 
That you could never deceive; 
Perhaps you are sorry and want me again; 
But now you would call me in vain:

I'm getting so now I don't worry, 
I'm getting so now I don't care;
When my heart was aching I tried to be game, 
And let everybody think I was to blame; 
I loved you so much when I lost you,
I thought I would die of despair; 
But old dreams fade away, 
And I thank God to day, 
I'm getting so now I don't care.