(A. Ferrier)

AL FERRIER (poss. Goldband)



It's lonely living, when you're all alone

Sitting and waiting by the telephone

Waiting for a call that never seems to come

Telling me, that girl of mine's returning home

Send her back, send her back

I'll never more do wrong

Send her back, send her back

I'm tired of being alone

I'm lonesome, as lonesome as I can be

Please send my baby back to me



Over and over it goes through my mind

Regrets of the way I wasted all my time

Trifling and cheating till I lost my love

So now I spend this prayer to God above

Send her back, send her back

I'll never more do wrong

Send her back, send her back

I'm tired of living alone

I'm lonesome, as lonesome as I can be

Please send my baby back to me



Send her back, send her back

I'll never more do wrong

Send her back, send her back

I'm tired of living alone

I'm lonesome, as lonesome as I can be

Please send my baby back to me