Harry Connick, Jr. - Booker Lyrics

And the warden said

"He won't need a cell, he has the key

There's no harsher sentence

The man's doin life in the first degree"

Some people seek to set blame

Some just accept their part

And now you know why Booker

Died of a broken heart

And the priest said

"I can take confession but not the sin

The church is the shelter

Not the faith, son, that's within"

Some people pray for fortune and fame

Some just play a part

And now you know why Booker

Died of a broken heart

And the doctor said

"I can see you're hurt just by lookin' at you

Pain we can help

But for hurt, there's nothin' we can do"

Some people pick up the pieces

Some just leave them apart

And now you know why Booker

Now you know why Booker

Now you know why Booker

Died of a broken heart