Laura Nyro - Lonely Women текст песни

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