Elvis Presley — The Fool

[Verse 1] Gather round me, buddy, raise your glasses high And drink to a fool, a crazy fool Who told his baby goodbye Too late he found he loves her so much he wants to die [Verse 2] So drink to a fool, a crazy fool Who told his baby goodbye He needs her, he needs her so He wonders why he let her go [Verse 3] She's found, she's found, she's found A new love, buddy, he's a lucky guy So drink to a fool, a crazy fool Who told his baby goodbye He needs her, he needs her so He wonders why he let her go She's found, she's found, she's found A new love, buddy, he's a lucky guy So drink to a fool, a crazy fool Who told his baby goodbye Who told his baby goodbye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye