OLD BLACK PHONE
THE BLACK PHONE HANGING BY HIS BED WILL RING AGAIN TONIGHT
MY MIND SAYS HE WON’T ANSWER, BUT MY HEART SAYS THAT HE MIGHT
THESE PAST TWELVE NIGHTS I’VE TRIED TO CALL
THAT OLD BLACK PHONE RANG OFF THE WALL
THIS THIRTEENTH TIME MY HEART WILL FALL LIE BROKEN ONE MORE DAY
CHORUS
OLD BLACK PHONE PLEASE RING I PRAY
THERE’S ONE MORE THING I NEED TO SAY
OLD BLACK PHONE RING-OUT SO LOUD
HE’LL HAVE TO TAKE MY CALL
RING-OUT SO LOUD HE HAS TO TAKE MY CALL
MY HEART BEATS HARD AND HOPEFUL AS I DIAL THAT OLD BLACK PHONE
MY MIND TELLS ME THAT THERE’S A CHANCE HE DOESN’T SLEEP ALONE
PERHAPS THAT’S WHY EACH NIGHT I CALL
THAT OLD BLACK PHONE SET ON THE WALL
CAN RING THE LOUDEST RINGS OF ALL BUT NEVER STIR HIS NIGHT
TO CHORUS
THAT OLD BLACK PHONE’S STILL RINGING AS I SLUMP TO THE FLOOR
MY HEART BEATS HARD AND HOPELESS LIKE IT CAN’T BEAR ANY MORE
ANOTHER NIGHT I’VE TRIED IN VAIN TOMORROW NIGHT I’LL TRY AGAIN
FOR NOW I’LL GIVE IN TO THE PAIN AND CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP.
CHORUS
OLD BLACK PHONE PLEASE RING I PRAY
THERE’S ONE MORE THING I NEED TO SAY
OLD BLACK PHONE RING-OUT SO LOUD
HE’LL HAVE TO TAKE MY CALL
RING OUT SO LOUD HE HAS TO TAKE MY CALL
RING OUT SO LOUD HE HAS TO TAKE MY CALL
