Well, since my baby left me, I found a new place to dwell. It's down at the end of lonely street at Heartbreak Hotel.
You make me so lonely baby, I get so lonely, I get so lonely I could die.
And although it's always crowded, you still can find some room. Where broken hearted lovers do cry away their gloom.
You make me so lonely baby, I get so lonely, I get so lonely I could die.
Well, the Bell hop's tears keep flowin', and the desk clerk's dressed in black. Well they been so long on lonely street They ain't ever gonna look back.
You make me so lonely baby, I get so lonely, I get so lonely I could die.
Hey now, if your baby leaves you, and you got a tale to tell. Just take a walk down lonely street to Heartbreak Hotel.
You ain’t nothin’ but a hound dog Cryin’ all the time. You ain’t nothin’ but a hound dog Cryin’ all the time. Well, you ain’t never caught a rabbit And you ain’t no friend of mine.
When they said you was high classed Well, that was just a lie. Yeah they said you was high classed Well, that was just a lie. Yeah, you ain’t never caught a rabbit And you ain’t no friend of mine.
You ain’t nothin’ but a hound dog Cryin’ all the time. You ain’t nothin’ but a hound dog Cryin’ all the time. Well, you ain’t never caught a rabbit And you ain’t no friend of mine.
When they said you was high classed Well, that was just a lie. Yeah they said you was high classed Well, that was just a lie. Well, you ain’t never caught a rabbit And you ain’t no friend of mine.
As the snow flies on a cold and gray Chicago mornin' A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto And his mama cries 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need it's another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto
People, don't you understand the child needs a helping hand or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day Take a look at you and me, are we too blind to see, do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
Well the world turns and a hungry little boy with a runny nose plays in the street as the cold wind blows in the ghetto
And his hunger burns so he starts to roam the streets at night and he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto
Then one night in desperation a young man breaks away He buys a gun, steals a car, tries to run, but he don't get far And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man face down on the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto
As her young man dies, on a cold and gray Chicago mornin', another little baby child is born in the ghetto And his mama cries...