Walkin` Home Alone — текст песни (Ridgway Stan)

Now there`s last Sunday`s paper
Crumpled up and rollin` down the street away
And there`s a piece of gun
Just waitin` for a ride on someone`s feet today
CHORUS
And tonight I`ll be walkin` home alone
Therre`s a million things I said
And twice as many that I didn`t say
And I remember an afternoon
A broken coffee cup and some Broadway tune
And I shook her hand and I said...OK
and now as I stroll by some skinny dog
Left outside without a bone
CHORUS
And ain`t it funny how one afternoon
Can make two people stop and say
That all the time they spent together
Really didn`t mean that much anyway
Except a sink full of dirty dishes
And a picture in a drawer
And a hairbrush on the table
And a hole punched in a door
And if sher were here right now
I`d tell her things I never told her before
So now I hear a clock and I get up fast
And draw the curtain on a brand new day
I can`t wait to get this cast off
The telephone`s dead, I guess they turned it off today
Turn the key on the mailbox slot
I`m lookin` for a letter but bills is all I got
And even the cat she left me with
Is goin` out with someone else
So put another quarter in the jukebox Pete,
But don`t play the one with the sad trombone
`Cause tonight I`ll be walkin` home alone
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