I am all alone.
This is a long line.
I can only sing a blues song.
When will I get through? What can I do?
On and on and on. A long night before the dawn.
It is taking up all this time.
It is not fine.
Does it ever end? A letter home I may need to send.
There's nothing else in sight, this'll be a long night.
So many people here, dear, I have fear.