No one hurries home
to lonely women
No one hurries home
to lonely women
a gal could die without her man
and no one knows it better than
lonely women
No one knows the blues
like lonely women do
No one knows the blues
like lonely women
blues that make the walls rush in
walls that tell you where you've been
and you've been to the hollow
lonely women
let me die
early mornin'
Whoa whoa whoa bitter tears
Whoa whoa whoa bitter tears
Uptight
downpour
don't got no children
to be grandmother for
grandmother for
she don't believe no more
she don't believe
no one hurries home to call you baby
everybody knows
everybody knows
everybody
knows
but no one knows