Here For You

Had a little trouble in Petersburg
And I'm sitting on the side of the road
Long lonely road

Ho dad sailor and a surfer man
In the purple and yellow clothes
Long lonely road

Well, I know you're feeling lonesome
I know you're feeling blue
You're wishing there was someone lonesome
Tell your troubles to, well, it's a little after midnight
But I'm here, here for you

Wiped his lips on his wooden pipe,
Sipped his lime and peach
Long lonely road
Took me back to the sand and surf
Of our night on Gilgo Beach
Long long ago

Well, I know you're feeling lonesome
I know you're feeling blue
You're wishing there was someone lonesome
Tell your troubles to, well, it's a little after midnight
But I'm here, here for you

Here, here for you
Here, here for you

Well, I know you're feeling lonesome
I know you're feeling blue
You're wishing there was someone lonesome
Tell your troubles to, well, it's a little after midnight
But I'm here, here for you

Don't stop looking
Don't stop looking
Don't stop looking
Don't stop looking

Here, here for you
Here, here for you
Here, here for you
Here, here for you



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Gould
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