Sitting At Home Alone

Watch that stuff, boy

'Cause you might get the blues directly

Ain't it lonesome

When you're sitting at home alone?

Ain't it lonesome

When you're sitting at home alone?

Couldn't even find your baby

She's been here all night, she's gone

You drive her to the corner

"Daddy, it's far, I gotta go"

You drive her to the corner

"It's far, dad, I gotta go"

And I'll see you about 12 o'clock

I'll be ready by half pass four

You go there, man

And you sit and blow your horn

You go by four o'clock, boy

And you sit there and blow your horn

When the people started looking at you

Didn't you know you're doing wrong?

Yeah

Down here, it's three o'clock in the morning

And my woman, she come home

"I bought you a cold yoghurt", uh

Yeah

Oh, my woman, she come home

Don't tell me nothing

I noticed something is going on wrong

Thank you

Oh, boy

Yeah-yeah