The Fool:Sanford Clark. #7 in 1956. #1. Gather, round me, buddies.. Hold, your glasses high.. And drink, to a fool, a crazy fool, who told, his baby, goodbye. #2. Too late, he's found, he loves her. So much, he wants to die. But drink, to a fool, a crazy fool, who told, his baby, goodbye. Chorus: He needs her, he needs her so. He wonders.. why he let her go-oh-oh-oh. #3. She's found, a new love, buddy.. He's a lucky guy. So drink to the fool..cause I'm that fool, who told, my baby, goodbye. Chorus: He needs her, he needs her so. He wonders.. why he let her go-oh-oh-oh-oh. #4. She's found, a new love, buddy.. He's a lucky guy. So drink, to a fool, cause I'm that fool, who told, my baby, goodbye.. who told my baby, goodbye... A fifties smash from Kraziekhat.