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, yeah




Blues that make the walls rush in


walls that tell you where you've been


and you've been to the hollow

lonely women yeah





let me die early morning

whoa bitter tears whoa bitter tears


uptight downpour


don't got no children to be grandmother for, be 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, no one knows