Boy Named Sue Well my daddy left home when I was three And he didn't leave much for Ma and me Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze Now I
laughing Kathy Just make it out of here Closing time Unplug them people And send them home It's closing time So stack those chairs upon those tables And stack those empties
you with that red dress on Tell me where'd you get that red dress Watching out the kitchen window Right here in this old brown chair Stack the empties on the table
right, and I'm dressed so super tight Baby girl shakin like Beyonce I done forgot about fiance, blowin' smoke up in the air Table dances by my chair Get
My eyelids lower as low as can be but I'm not sleeping I wander round that Brixton Square with the bottles strewn everywhere Under tables and under chairs
I can't reach you in the distance With such pollution in the air It's getting harder by the moment When I'm just talking to an empty chair You should
Full blown silence in an empty room A former bride and a former groom A folding table and a folding chair A folded hand of poker there All new directions
got to know right now It's got to be this time I wanna show you how Gonna make you change your mind There's an empty chair at my table There's an empty
me Some night you'll be lonely And you'll come around The more wine I drink The harder it hurts me Your chair is still empty And the candles burned down Table
If the telephone rings, it's an understood thing Joe don't know where they are At a table in the corner There's a young man and an empty chair His head
pause to admire Those that move with the grace of trees dancing past streetlights And you walk through your house without turning on lamps Sure of the angle from door to table, from table
to be recognized by a spoon Birds with empty refrigerators Heated up the children's chair sweat There was no chance to drive the table Without a blue
strange I looked for you you never came My heart was on the border of the blues A friendly smile here and there a table with an empty chair A love song
Oh oh yeah yeah The table set for dinner only just for once Serving at your empty chair Remembering our love the crazy lives we shared Last time you were
me too I'm grateful grateful When I sit at my table I say a prayer Bout the good things upon it that you put there And my loved ones around it not empty chair
As I glance across the table Your empty chair is out of place Living here just ain't that easy now But there are signs of trying on my face We need you
There's a grandfather clock in the corner With a smile on it's face Chairs and tables, expensive labels Velvet curtains and lace Every day when I go
into orange and brown I had a real love baby what happened Get reservations at our restaurant I miss you all the time, chairs empty Sittin alone at the table