Paul and Cathy Marcano
Copyright 1956 Otis Blackwell
You know I can be found,
I'm Sitting home all alone,
If you can't come around,
At least on the telephone.
Don't be cruel
to a heart that's true.
Baby, if I made you mad
For something that I might have said,
Please, lets forget the past,
For future looks bright ahead,
Don't be cruel
to a heart that's true.
I don't want no other love,
Baby it's just you I'm thinking of.
Don't be cruel
to a heart that's true.
Don't be cruel
to a heart that's true.
Lets walk up to the preacher
And let us say I do,
Then you'll know you'll have me,
And I'll know that I'll have you too,
Don't be cruel
to a heart that's true.
Why should we be apart?
I really love you baby, cross my heart.
Cross my heart.
Cross my heart.
Cross my heart...
* Based on an arrangement by Billy Swan circa 1975
