There's no fool like an old fool And I'm a prize fool of the old school The bells rang when I met you Still I let you get away There's no song like an old song How it reminds me that I was so wrong To walk out, let the blues in That's a losing game to play Red leaves of autumn Will flame again on the hill And I know come springtime That I'll remember you still There's no love like a true love And I discovered there is no new love To run to or to thrill to Like the thrill you used to be It was my fault losing your love And there's just one thing I'm sure of now That there's no fool like an old fool Like me Like me Like me