Alone In This City

Alone In This City - Ray Charles (雷·查尔斯)

Written by：W. York

I'm alone in this city

Want somebody please

And tell me won't you please tell me

What will become of me

I'm broke and hungry and I don't have a dime

My baby left me I nearly lost my mind

Won't you tell me please tell me

What will become of me

I've been wandering all night and day

While worries and trouble has to be my fate

Now won't you help me and tell me

What will become of me

I stay sickly and I'm late in bed

Sometimes I wonder if I wouldn't be better of dead

And then you know

I know you know

What would become of me