Sent for You Yesterday - Lavay Smith and Her Red Hot Skillet Lickers

Don’t the moon look lonesome

Shining through the tree?

Don’t the moon look lonesome

Shining through the tree?

Don’t your arms look lonesome

When your baby’s packed to leave?

Sent for you yesterday

Here you come today, today

Sent for you yesterday

Here you come today

If you can’t do better

Might as well just stay away