Jimmie Skinner & Connie Hall - Lonesome at Your Table (1956) | Текст песни

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• Jimmie Skinner & Connie Hall
• Lonesome at Your Table (1956)

If you’re lonesome at your table and you’re tired of all those tears
You don’t have to keep thinking all the time
Well I in that old boat with you that been sinking for so long
If it’s lonesome at your table you’re welcome at mine

This honky-tonk doesn’t offer much just a port of lonely hearts
A place to think about old lonesome times
I glad you’re here to sympathise where dream world fall apart
If it’s lonesome at your table you’re welcome at mine

Better dry those pretty eyes my dear and wipe the tears away
The world don’t care about you when you’re crying
Well I been blue so dog-long, that I love it when you say
If it’s lonesome at your table you’re welcome at mine

You used to like the songs that I’m playing now
I’ll bet that since that day I must have bought this old jute box a million times
Let’s buy it just once more tonight for I love you when you say
If it’s lonesome at your table you’re welcome at mine

This honky-tonk doesn’t offer much just a port of lonely hearts
A place to think about old lonesome times
I glad you’re here to sympathise where dream world fall apart
If it’s lonesome at your table you’re welcome at mine.

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