Night Calls - Joe Cocker

The night gang started working

With a mile of southern road

As I watched

I got to thinking

You ain’t never coming home

I looked out of nowhere

There was nobody at all

To get me help

To get through to you

I’m here making night calls

Night calls

Making night calls

Night calls

Making night calls

I gave

I tried too hard to reach you

But you must be moving fast

All my hopes about the future

Will just live on

Into the past

You know that it ain’t easy

And the twilight starts to fade

Shouldn’t you

The chill of the morning

Thinking of the plans we made

Oh, night calls

Making night calls

Let it ring

The night calls

Making night calls

Oh, night calls

Give up those night calls