Lying, thinking

    Last night

    o find my soul a home

    er is not ty

    And bread loaf is not stone

    I came up hing

    And I dont believe Im wrong

    t nobody,

    But nobody

    Can make it out here alone.

    Alone, all alone

    Nobody, but nobody

    Can make it out here alone.

    there are some millionaires

    it use

    their wives run round like banshees

    the blues

    t expensive doctors

    to cure ts of stone.

    But nobody

    No, nobody

    Can make it out here alone.

    Alone, all alone

    Nobody, but nobody

    Can make it out here alone.

    Noen closely

    Ill tell you w I know

    Storm clouds are gathering

    the wind is gonna blow

    the race of man is suffering

    And I can he moan,

    Cause nobody,

    But nobody

    Can make it out here alone.

    Alone, all alone

    Nobody, but nobody

    Can make it out here alone.