I WON'T BE HOME TO YOU
(Eddie Curtis)

as recorded by Connie Francis
1962


When you come knockin' at my door,
I won't be home to you!
Don't wanna see you anymore,
I won't be home to you!
So honey now I know the score,
And you and  are through!

You might as well keep passin' by,
I won't be home to you!
Well you can beg and you can cry,
I won't be home to you!
Without you I'll be leavin' high,
The moment I'll be blue!

You kept tellin' me you love me,
You kept makin' pretty sounds,
And I really thought you loved me,
Till I caught you messin' 'round and around and around!

Don't even call me on the phone,
I won't be home to you!
Don't want to be here all alone,
I won't be home to you!
Well you can weep and you can moan,
You and I are through!

(Let me hear it like it is now, yeah yeah!)

You kept tellin' me you love me,
You kept makin' pretty sounds,
Hah!  And I really thought you loved me,
Till I caught you messin' 'round and around and around!

Don't even call me on the phone,
I won't be home to you!
Don't want to be here all alone,
I won't be home to you!
Well you can weep and you can moan,
But you and I are through!
Yeah you can weep and you can moan,
But you and I are through!




(Transcribed by Peter Akers - December 2016)