Don't Get Around Much Anymore - Etta James

Missed the Saturday dance

Heard they crowded the floor

Couldn’t bear it without you

Don’t get around much anymore

Thought I’d visit the club

Got as far as the door

They’d have asked me about you, daddy

Don’t get around much anymore

Darling, I guess

My mind’s more at ease

But never, never, nevertheless

Why stir up memories?

Been invited on dates

I might have gone but what for?

It’s awfully different without you

Don’t get around much anymore

And ohh, darling, darling, darling, I guess

My mind is more at ease

But never, never, nevertheless

Ohh, why stir up memories?

Been invited on dates

Might have gone but what for?

It’s always awfully different without you, daddy

Don’t get around much anymore

Don’t get around much anymore

Don’t get around much anymore