Letra da Música Jim de Brisa Roché

Jim doesn't ever bring me pretty, pretty flowers
Jim never tries to cheer my lonely hours
I don't know why I'm so crazy, crazy, crazy for Jim

Jim never, bever, never tells me I'm his heart's desire
I never seem to set his love on fire
Gone, gone are the years I have wasted on him

Sometimes when I get feelin' low
I say, I say let's call it quits, quits, quits, quits
Then I hang on and let him go
Breakin', breakin', breakin' my heart in bits

Someday, someday, someday, someday I know
That Jim will up and leave me
But even when he does you can believe me
I'll go on carrying, carrying the torch for my Jim

Sometimes when I get feelin' low
I say, I say let's call it quits, quits, quits, quits
Then I hang on and let him go
Breakin', breakin', breakin', breakin' my heart in bits

Someday, someday, someday I know
I know that Jim will up and leave me
But even when he does you can believe me
I'll go on carrying, carrying, carrying the torch for my Jim
My Jim, my Jim, my Jim