This is a, a real old tune we used to do a lot, still really care for it. The guys got it off off a guy named Moondog in-a the streets of New York. This is, this beautiful cat who writes poetry and is blind and he looks like a Viking, stands on the corner of 55th and-a 5th Avenue, something like that. 6th Avenue ? He just stands there selling poetry and wearing horns on his head and he's too much and he wrote this song called All Is Loneliness. Really dredging up the past tonight, folks!

All Is Loneliness

All is loneliness
Loneliness before me
Loneliness before for me.

All is loneliness
Loneliness before for me
Loneliness before for me.

All is loneliness
Loneliness before for me
Loneliness before for me.

All is loneliness
Loneliness before me
Loneliness before me.

All is loneliness
Loneliness before me
Loneliness before me
Loneliness before me
Loneliness before me.

Loneliness come on by morning
Woke me by my bed.
I get loneliness
I get loneliness
I get loneliness
I get loneliness
Loneliness, heck I said loneliness
Lord, loneliness, yeah, I said loneliness.

I said loneliness come on by my bed
Gonna worry me 'round on my door-mat.
I said loneliness come and found me,
I said you found me whole.
Yeah and now loneliness
Lordy Lordy loneliness
Lordy Lordy loneliness
Lordy Lordy loneliness
Yeah, loneliness

Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness
Oh loneliness

Ah loneliness
Ah loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness.

Every day when I walk home
I see loneliness been a-waiting for me, baby.
You know I open my front door,
I said Mr. Loneliness is waiting for me at home
Lordy, Lord at home, Lord at home, Lo-o-o-rd at home.

You know, I get home every day, Lord,
There ain't no hideaway from here, man
And I ain't got no girl-friends, and I ain't got no boyfriends,man.
I ain't got no any kind of friends, man, I ain't got none.
My TV set doesn't work, my radio doesn't work, man.
When I come home there's nothing
Nothing, man, there's no animal moving,
There's nothing, man
Walking that door seems like I'm sitting there every day, man.

Lord, loneliness
Lord, loneliness
Ah, ah, loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Loneliness
Lord.

All right!

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