Need Somebody


When I was a young man
I never thought nothin’,
‘Bout layin’ ‘neath the cold,
Crystal night sky.
So completely on my own,
Without a worry in my bones.
Without a care,
No prayer that I might wake before I died.

And I might treat a stranger,
Like I’d never need to know her.
And I might treat a lover,
Like a stranger.
But I need,
Need,
Need somebody.
I need somebody tonight.

Well they tell me pride is poison,
And I know I been a dead man,
Tho I am no longer proud,
Of this old suit of skin.
But the dust upon my feet is gone,
And I feel the need to travel on,
And wash the bitter taste,
Of every place I been.

And when the day is wearing down,
And my heart has gone weary.
I hear it cry.
“I need someone to fill me.”
And I need,
Need,
Need somebody.
I need somebody tonight.

Well you always know the lowdown,
In this city full of small towns,
And just how lowdown,
Spray-painted up on every dirty wall.
And even with a roof above your head,
You still like to freeze
In an empty bed.
You can fall down drunk,
And pray you wake up dead,
Just to believe it all.

And I been through that darkest night,
And down that blindest alley.
And the gutters there
Would still surely love to spill me.
But I need,
Need,
Need somebody.
I need somebody tonight.
I need,
Need,
Need Somebody.
I need somebody tonight.

 

“Need Somebody” appears on Big Strong House and Live at the Pres House.


© and ℗ 1992, 2001 Marques Bovre