A                                      E7 
The baby cries I could almost die from lonesome 
                                                    A              
The late shows gone and the coffee's on, think I’ll read some 
                                               A7                    D  
Somewhere out there my love you share and your thoughts are far from home 
         E7                                        D             B7 
But when the lights on Broadway go off and every honky-tonk is closed up 
   E7                                 A 
My arms stay open late so you'll come home