Texty: Vern Gosdin. Chiseled In Stone.

You ran crying to the bedroom, I ran off to the bar
Another peace of Heaven gone to Hell
The words we spoke in anger just tore my world apart
And I sat there feeling sorry for myself

Then that old man sat down beside me and looked me in the eye
And he said, "Son, I know what you?re going through"
You ought-a get down on your knees and thank your lucky stars
That you got some one to go home to

You don?t know about lonely or how long the nights can be
Till you?ve lived through the stories that still living in me
You don?t know about sadness till you've faced life alone
You don?t know about lonely till it's chiseled in stone

So, I brought these pretty flowers hoping you would understand
Sometimes a man is such a fool
Those golden words of wisdom from the heart of that old man
Showed me I ain?t nothing without you

You don?t know about lonely or how long the nights can be
Till you?ve lived through the stories that old man just told me
And you don?t know about sadness till you?ve faced life alone
You don?t know about lonely till it?s chiseled in stone
You don?t know about lonely till it?s chiseled in stone