F
I've sung every song about being alone
C                                  G
Honey please be there when I get home
     C
The tourists have all given up for the night
 F
Coyotes howl to my left and my right
C                       G                   C
I must be some kind of fool to leave you alone

The wind's growin' stronger and I'm caught by the throat
 F
My tarpaulin flaps like a pensioner's coat
C                                 G
Honey please be there when I get home
  C 
With old friends on the pogey and me on the pills
 F
I'm hooked on the white lines that run through the bills
 C                      G                  C       A D G D A D G D A D
I must be some kind of fool to leave you alone 
D
Well there's not many wise men you'll meet in this life
 G
Old Bill at the lake had never took him a wife
D                                     A
Oh honey please be there when I get home
D
When I asked him about it he just shook his head
G
Love is for dreamers is all that he said
D                       A                   D
I must be some kind of fool to leave you alone