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
And no one knows the blues like lonely women do No one knows the blues like lonely women, yeah
Blues, 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
And let me die early morning Whoa, whoa, whoa, bitter tears Whoa, whoa, 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
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