Lord ain't it lonesome, well when your sitting at home alone Ain't it lonesome when your sitting at home alone The girl you love, she's done bad now, she's gone You travel to the corner, she said daddy it's far as I gonna go You drive her to the corner boy, she said daddy it's far as I gotta go Don't see me by twelve, I'll be ready by half pass four
You go by 4 o'clock, and you sit and blow your horn Don't go out by 4 o'clock boy, you sit there and blow your horn When the people start to look a-at you, boy you know your doing wrong You drive away feeling bad, wonder why the little girl lie to me You drive away feeling bad boy, oh why the little girl lie to me She want to get me in trouble, and why, man, I just can't see yeah!
