Lyrics:

(Verlon ThomsonBilly SpencerReese Wilson) You're welcome at this table But mister here's a rule No hard luck stories 'bout no broken hearted fools I know where you're coming from I just got back from there Well it's lonesome everywhere It's that thing about a woman ain't it Don't say nothing else If had all the answers I wouldn't be here myself I know you're needing sympathy But I ain't got none to spare You see it's lonesome everywhere I wish I didn't have to tell you but you're on your own That's the ting about lonesome you got to do it alone I've spent some time with lonesome And I've learned a thing or two What you can't get over you just grow accustomed to No matter where you run to it's gonna find you there You see it's lonesome everywhere