Dry bread on the tablenBurn the mill salt the papernn[Chorus]nAnd its easy pick-ins on Locust StreetnThere's no place to hidenAnd you can't find love on Locust StreetnBut you can hear the sunrise cryingnCan't you hear the sunrise cryingnA song for you alonennSad eyes, weeping willownBlack cat blues, blacked out windownn[Chorus]nnJust a glimpse of what love could benOnce a dream that I ownednWhat of many lonely longing soulsnAt least I'm not alonenWell at least I'm not alonennRipe off the vine now lay rottennLike a dead end street forever forgottennn[Chorus]nnA song for you alone