(A. Ferrier)   AL FERRIER (poss. Goldband)      It's lonely living, when you're all alone   Sitting and waiting by the telephone   Waiting for a call that never seems to come   Telling me, that girl of mine's returning home   Send her back, send her back    I'll never more do wrong   Send her back, send her back    I'm tired of being alone   I'm lonesome, as lonesome as I can be   Please send my baby back to me      Over and over it goes through my mind   Regrets of the way I wasted all my time   Trifling and cheating till I lost my love   So now I spend this prayer to God above   Send her back, send her back    I'll never more do wrong   Send her back, send her back    I'm tired of living alone   I'm lonesome, as lonesome as I can be   Please send my baby back to me      Send her back, send her back    I'll never more do wrong   Send her back, send her back    I'm tired of living alone   I'm lonesome, as lonesome as I can be   Please send my baby back to me