Lonely People Lyrics

They sing the blues of the blues
Of the blues of the lonely people
The ones who stay awake and wait til they get old and feeble
A bottle of wine and a bottle of rum let the sorrows disappear
On the lonely road they listen to the wind that blows a whistle to their ear

Uh Ah lalala, Uh Ah lalala
Uhh I wonder will they understand
Uh Ah lalala, Uh Ah lalala
Uhh that shadow can't beat a man

They sing the blues of the blues
Of the blues of the poor people
The ones who pray at night, wanna be treated equal
Money is a cold whore, money is a cold whore
And I'm honest when I say, I don't like it at all

Uh Ah lalala, Uh Ah lalala
Uhh I wonder will they understand
Uh Ah lalala, Uh Ah lalala
Uhh that shadow can't beat a man

They sing the blues of the blues
Of the blues of the lonely people
The ones who stay awake and wait til they get old and feeble
A bottle of wine and a bottle of rum let the sorrows disappear
On the lonely road they listen to the wind that blows a whistle to their ear

Uh Ah lalala, Uh Ah lalala
Uhh I wonder will they understand
Uh Ah lalala, Uh Ah lalal
Uhh I wonder will they understand
Uh Ah lalala, Uh Ah lalala
Uhh I wonder will they understand
Uh Ah lalala, Uh Ah lalala
Uhh that shadow can't beat a man