Lonely Mile – Rory GallagherBy It’s five ‘o’clock in the morning,Ain’t got a dime.Standing under your window,That ain’t no crime.Keeping out of the weather,Up for the dawn.Yeah I’m stealing stealing,When I should be gone.Six ‘o’clock in the morning,Ain’t got no prayer.Cause your never no answer,But I know your there.It’s my own fault you see,It must be the wine.Got this fever, getting deeper,Until it cuts like a knife.YeahYou’ve got me walking that lonely mile,Just like a child.Why you trying to act so tough,Tell me what’s my crime.YeahNine ‘o’clock in the morning,Still no sign.Turn on the big sun,Switch down the night.Like a hand in a glove.We were partners in crime,I’m goin to leave here.Shouldn’t be here,Walk down that lonely mile. www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20