Author: Jay Don Johnson
Artist: Ronnie Bowman
Album: Starting Over (2002)

Well folks say we're a match made in Heaven
A better pair never cam from our home town
You left our country home for the city
And that's where you learned the art of foolin 'round

Oh the tears that I've cried
For you my little darlin'
What I've heard through the grapevine must be true
Oh, the torture of my mind
The pain you put me through
Stone cold blue

With a sad and lonely heart you left me cryin'
In our little cabin home built for two
There's still an empty place here at our table
With my broken heart it's waitin' there for you


Stone cold blue