No Body Blues

I sit on my porch through the whole damn day,

But callers don't ever come my way.

No body ever stops by to stay.

The stove isn't warm and my dinner's not served,

And loneliness seems what I surely deserved.

No body ever stops by to stay.

The bed is unmade and the clock ticks off time,

The hours just fade and the shadows just climb.

No body's mine.

One stranger showed love, and, more strange still,

There once was a time when I had my fill.

That once is now gone but the lonely blues stay.