 (Kenny Chesney/Donny Kees)
Somebody's callin'; callin' my little darlin' "darlin'" tonight.
This time, oh Lord, it aint me.
Instead of sittin' here a'bawlin', bawlin',
I ought to be a crawlin' back to make things right.
Somebody's callin' my little darlin' "darlin'" tonight.
Well the clock on the wall says its midinght,
And my baby still aint home; where, oh, where can she be?
Well, I got a sneakin suspicion, she aint all alone.
What is this sound I hear a hauntin' me?
Somebody's callin'; callin' my little darlin' "darlin'" tonight.
This time, oh Lord, it aint me.
Instead of sittin' here a'bawlin', bawlin',
I ought to be a crawlin' back to make things right.
Somebody's callin' my little darlin' "darlin'" tonight.
Well she used to always be there whenever I would call,
Waitin for me patiently.
Now my fingers are calloused over from dialin' this old phone.
I guess she's over getting over me.
Somebody's callin'; callin' my little darlin' "darlin'" tonight.
This time, oh Lord, it aint me.
Instead of sittin' here a'bawlin', bawlin',
I ought to be a crawlin' back to make things right.
Somebody's callin' my little darlin' "darlin'" tonight.
Instead of sittin' here a'bawlin', bawlin',
I ought to be a crawlin' back to make things right.
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