[Lyric] Ill Mend Your Broken Heart (Phil Everly)

He may bring you gold and silver
He may buy you many things
I don’t have those kind of comforts
All I have are these words I sing
Let me try

I’ll mend your broken heart
He may wine and dine you darling
With the finest world of charms
I don’t have that kind of credit
But when I hold you in my arms
That’s the way

I’ll mend your broken heart
I’ll mend your broken heart
I’ll mend it with my love

With every tear
With every kiss
With every touch
That’s the way
I’ll mend your broken heart
Let me try
I’ll mend your broken heart
I’ll mend your broken heart
I’ll mend it with my love

With every tear
With every kiss
With every touch
That’s the way

I’ll mend your broken heart
He may treat you, like a princess
Play the games of kings and queens
I don’t care for, rags to riches
I’ll still love you in your old blue jeans
Let me try

I’ll mend your broken heart
Oh, oh, oh, let me try
I’ll mend your broken heart