Breakdown - The Everly Brothers

The clubs are all closed and the ladies are leaving

There’s nobody, nobody knows on the street

A few stranded souls standing cold at the station

And nowhere to go but to bed and to sleep

Lord, would you look at you

Now that you’re here, ain’t you?

Proud of your peers

And the long way you’ve come

All alone, all the way

On your own who’s to say

That you’ve thrown it away for a song

Boy, you’ve sure come a long way from home

So it’s so long to so many, so far behind you

Fair weather friends that you no longer know

You still got the same lonely songs to remind you

Of someone you seemed to be so long ago

Lord, would you look at you

Now that you’re here, ain’t you?

Proud of your peers

And the long way you’ve come

All alone, all the way

On your own who’s to say

That you’ve thrown it away for a song

Boy, you’ve sure come a long way from home