Текст песни Tip Toe Gently - Carmen McRae

Supper time, I should set the table 'cause it's supper time
Somehow I'm not able, 'cause that man of mine
Ain't comin' home no more

Supper time, kids will soon be yellin' for their supper time
How'll I keep from tellin', that that man of mine ain't comin' home no more?
How'll I keep explaining when they ask me where he's gone?
How'll I keep from crying when I bring their supper home?
How can I remind them to pray at their humble bond?
How can I be thankful when they start to think the Lord loathes supper time?

Got to set the table 'cause it's supper time
Somehow I'm not able, 'cause that man of mine
Ain't comin' home no more