(Mac Davis)

 

Well, I scorched your favorite pan this mornin' tryin' to make some pancakes

Spilled the grease and had to stop and mop the floor

Sat there like a little baby cryin' in my cornflakes

I don't think I can take it anymore

Baby come home this is the lonesomest lonesome I've ever known.



Late last night I woke up trembling with my arms wrapped round your pillow

And a lump as big as Texas in my throat

Sat there in the dark and played my guitar till the sun came up

And wrote the saddest song I ever wrote

Baby come home this is the lonesomest lonesome I've ever known.



The lonesomest lonesome oh the saddest sad the loneliest I've ever been alone

You were the best thing this poor boy ever had now you're gone.



Well, tonight I'm gonna get down on my knees and say a prayer

For the first time since I can't remember when

And maybe if I'm lucky when I wake up in the morning

You'll be soft and warm beside me once again

Baby come home this is the lonesomest lonesome

Lonesomest lonesome I've ever known.



Lonesomest lonesome, lonesomest lonesome.

Lonesomest lonesome, lonesomest lonesome...