(Glenn Sutton - Faron Young)

Well, you're watching the clock that hangs on the wall
Your hand is on the telephone
And it seems that you're waiting for a knock on the door
And I might as well be here alone.

We agreed to try again
You promised that you would
We even moved away from
Our own neighborhood.

But you're watching the clock that hangs on the wall
You're thinking of nights that are gone
I can tell by the way, hey, you're treatin' me
But I might as well be here alone.

--- Instrumental ---

We agreed to try again
You promised that you would
We even moved away from
Our own neighborhood.

Well, I might as well be here alone...