| Yes, I guess I’ll get the papers and go home |
| Like I’ve been doin' ever since we’ve been apart |
| I get some consolation when I read |
| Of someone else’s lonely heart, yes |
| I wonder if you get the papers too |
| And if you feel as melancholy as I do |
| Until you in my arms again, never more to roam |
| I guess I’ll get the papers and go home, yes |
| I guess I’ll get the papers and go home |
| Like I’ve been doin' ever since we’ve been apart, yes |
| I get some consolation when I read |
| Of someone else’s lonely heart |
| I wonder if you get the papers too |
| And if you feel as melancholy as I do |
| Baby, till you in my arms again, never more to roam |
| I guess I’ll get the papers and go home |
| Babe, I guess I’ll get the papers and go home |