After dark, you come slippin' back to me From the one whose name you bear that's home alone To the one who's loved you through these lonesome years But darling, the whole town is down on me Do you think I had no pride or shame? Do you care, cause we're the gossip of the town? Is your love for me a pastime, Lord? Are you ashamed to be with me till after dark? Dear of late, you've been actin' cold to me Not the tender kind of love we used to share Could it be the time has come for us to part? And you'll no longer meet me dark after dark Do you think I had no pride or shame? Do you care, cause we're the gossip of the town? Is your love for me a pastime, Lord? Are you ashamed to be with me till after dark?
