Speak Low If You Speak Love - Eight Weeks lyrics

I thought that you'd have the decency To tell me that you were eight weeks along And I thought that you'd have the decency To tell me that everything that could go wrong would go wrong I've never met a Southern Belle who put me through so much hell I've only got myself to blame for finding you in everything I can't believe that I'm still letting you bring me down All my friends say I'm a bummer to be around It took everything within me Not to call you on your birthday I guess I just wanted to see If there was anything left for me to say But I was foolish And I was late Because you've got a man who provides And a child on the way I can't believe that I'm still letting you bring me down All my friends say I'm a bummer to be around