| Song | A Woman Left Lonely |
| Artist | Janis Joplin |
| Album | The Essential Janis Joplin 3.0 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Oldham, Penn | |
| A woman left lonely will soon grow tired of waiting, | |
| She’ll do crazy things, yeah, on lonely occasions. | |
| A simple conversation for the new men now and again | |
| Makes a touchy situation when a good face come into your head. | |
| And when she gets lonely, she’s thinking ‘bout her man, | |
| She knows he’s taking her for granted, yeah yeah, | |
| Honey, she doesn’t understand, no no no no! | |
| Well, the fevers of the night, they burn an unloved woman | |
| Yeah, those red-hot flames try to push old love aside. | |
| A woman left lonely, she’s the victim of her man, yes she is. | |
| When he can’t keep up his own way, good Lord, | |
| She’s got to do the best that she can, yeah! | |
| A woman left lonely, Lord, that lonely girl, | |
| Lord, Lord, Lord! |
| zuo ci : Oldham, Penn | |
| A woman left lonely will soon grow tired of waiting, | |
| She' ll do crazy things, yeah, on lonely occasions. | |
| A simple conversation for the new men now and again | |
| Makes a touchy situation when a good face come into your head. | |
| And when she gets lonely, she' s thinking ' bout her man, | |
| She knows he' s taking her for granted, yeah yeah, | |
| Honey, she doesn' t understand, no no no no! | |
| Well, the fevers of the night, they burn an unloved woman | |
| Yeah, those redhot flames try to push old love aside. | |
| A woman left lonely, she' s the victim of her man, yes she is. | |
| When he can' t keep up his own way, good Lord, | |
| She' s got to do the best that she can, yeah! | |
| A woman left lonely, Lord, that lonely girl, | |
| Lord, Lord, Lord! |
| zuò cí : Oldham, Penn | |
| A woman left lonely will soon grow tired of waiting, | |
| She' ll do crazy things, yeah, on lonely occasions. | |
| A simple conversation for the new men now and again | |
| Makes a touchy situation when a good face come into your head. | |
| And when she gets lonely, she' s thinking ' bout her man, | |
| She knows he' s taking her for granted, yeah yeah, | |
| Honey, she doesn' t understand, no no no no! | |
| Well, the fevers of the night, they burn an unloved woman | |
| Yeah, those redhot flames try to push old love aside. | |
| A woman left lonely, she' s the victim of her man, yes she is. | |
| When he can' t keep up his own way, good Lord, | |
| She' s got to do the best that she can, yeah! | |
| A woman left lonely, Lord, that lonely girl, | |
| Lord, Lord, Lord! |