Faron Young
I guess I’m lonely
Well, I’m walking down the street, got no place to go
I’m walking down the street, guess I take in a show
I rush out my ticket, but I break in tears
I haven’t seen my baby, for a million years
I guess I’m lonely, I guess I’m lonely, I guess I’m lonely
Well, I give the ticket to the doorman, and then I walk right in
I give the ticket to the doorman, and then I walk right in
The girl behind the little counter looks a little like my baby
I need her love, and I don’t mean maybe
I guess I’m lonely, I guess I’m lonеly, I guess I’m lonely
Well, I’m walking up on thе stairway, to the balcony
I see a dozen other fellows, in the same boat as me
Looking at some lovers, down the aisle
Wish I had my baby for a little while
I guess I’m lonely, I guess I’m lonely, I guess I’m lonely
Well, I might as well go home, the night is almost through
I might as well go home, which is coming home to you
It is cold all night, and a long empty street
Don’t have any comfy, just the echo of my feet
This says you’re lonely, I guess I’m lonely, I guess I’m lonely
Well…