No One To Talk To But The Blues

Last night I came home but you wasn't there

Found all my things thrown everywhere

No one to talk to, no one to talk to but the blues

Oh, I read your letter, oh signed, "I love you"

But in your letter, said we were through

No one to talk to, no one to talk to but the blues

Sometimes when we quarrel

The things that are said

Can make you feel bitter

When you'd rather feel love instead

Well, come on back home, oh where you belong

I love you baby, yes, I was wrong

No one to talk to, no one to talk to but the blues

Sometimes when we quarrel

The things that are said

Baby, they make you feel bitter

When you'd rather feel love instead

Come on back home, oh where you belong

I love you baby, Lord, I was wrong

No one to talk to, no one to talk to but the blues

No one to talk to, no one to talk to but the blues