The Main Street Moan


By David Bromberg


Hey, honey don't you cry no more
Because I think I see your good man
Headed straight for your back door

Hey,honey don't you cry no more
Because I think I see your good man
Headed straight for your back door

Mmmmmm, I've got more time than I can use
Just for sittin on your back porch
Singing these old lonesome blues
Ahhh, come let me in
I've got a pocket full of funny
Just to show you where I've been

Hey, honey don't you cry no more
Because I think I see your good man
Headed straight for your back door

Pull up your window
And pull down your window shade
Put the coffee on the burner
Honey, is your bed fresh made?
No, no, no, no, don't tell me no stories now
Just tell me did you miss me?
Honey, then just show me how
Hey, honey don't you cry no more
I think I see your good man
Headed straight for your back door

Pull up your window
Pull down your window shade
Oh, honey is your bed fresh made?
No, no, no, no, don't tell me no stories now
Just tell me, did you miss me?
Honey then just show me how

Hey, honey don't ya cry no more
I think I see your good man
Headed straight for your back door

Hyey, honey don't you cry no more
Because I think I see your good man
Headed straight for your back door