Don't like good-byes, tears or sighs   I'm not too good at leaving time   I've got no taste for grieving time   No, no, not me      You've been my near ones, always my dear ones   I never thought that I would find   Another love, a different kind   But it came to be      Well if you think I'm telling you lies   Go try your luck and look into her eyes   But remember, you must remember she's mine   And my world overhead has a clear new shine      Don't want to leave you   Sorry to grieve you   It's traveling time, and I must move on   Found the girl (gal) to lean upon      And if I could arrange it   Oh would I care to chance it - not me