Don't Get So Down On Yourself

by Chris Isaak

I got the picture, that you finally sent
I read your letter, and I know what you meant
That's you and me in Salt Lake City,
You sure look pretty,
Wish we could go back again
And are you on my mind?
Every day, all the time
And though you're far away
Don't you know, I feel the same
Oh well, anyway, I just called to say,
Everything is going to be okay,
Your friends aren't that far away
Anyway

Don't get so down on yourself
Don't get so down on yourself
Don't get so down on yourself
Think of me with you

Oh well, anyway, I just called to say,
Everything's going to be okay,
Your friends aren't that far away,
Tomorrow's another day

Don't get so down on yourself
Don't get so down on yourself
Don't get so down on yourself
Think of me with you

Don't get so down on yourself
Don't get so down on yourself
Don't get so down on yourself
Think of me with you
'Cause I do, I think of you

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