No One To Come Home To (with Dale Watson)

©℗2016 Dave Insley, Crawl Daddy Music, BMI

I made you lots of promises, about how things would be
That I would come in off the road, and spend my time with thee
I made you dinner, gave you flowers, no girl could ask for more
But now there's no one to come home to, since you walked out my door

Now there's no one to come home to, so I guess I'll stay away
No one to greet me at my door, and to put my coat away
No one to spend my time with, who means the world to me
There’s no one to come home to, what a lonely life I lead

I cried the day you left because I knew that we we’re through
I hope someday you’re happy, cause I want the very best for you
I couldn’t read the note you left, or face our bed alone
And this house here sure seems lonely, with just the rattling of my bones

You packed your clothes and all your things and took off with a roar
You took your little dog whose nails went tic tac on the floor
Now I’m alone and I sure wish I had that dog to walk
Instead of all these empty rooms and the ticking of the clock

©℗2016 Dave Insley, Crawl Daddy Music, BMI