Lyrics:

I gotchu, bro

Lord ain't it lonesome
Well, when your sitting at home alone
Ain't it lonesome
When your sitting at home alone
The girl you love
She's done bad now, she's gone
You travel to the corner
She said 'Daddy, it's far as I gonna go'
You drive her to the corner boy
She said 'Daddy, it's far as I gonna go'
Don't see me by twelve
I'll be ready by half pass four

You go by 4 o'clock
And you sit and blow your horn
Don't go out by 4 o'clock boy
You sit there and blow your horn
When the people start to look a-at you
Boy, you know your doing wrong
You drive away feeling bad
Wonder why the little girl lie to me
You drive away feeling bad, boy
Oh, why the little girl lie to me
She want to get me in trouble
And why, man, I just can't see

Yeah!