Lonely on a Saturday Night

You were my man on a Saturday night

We had fun together

You were ill, you couldn’t cope

So you left

You left me, left your job and your friends

Why?

Cause you couldn’t cope, you ran away

You’re a doctor and give out advice

You told a patient, “Don’t run away or it will get worse”

Take your own advice

People will say that you are a coward

That you couldn’t bear to see them together

I know and you that’s not true

Let them know you are ill

Make them feel guilty especially him

It will do you good, do him good

He’ll see why you have been acting like that

Not out of jealously or hate

But out of pain

Show him, show us and last of all show yourself

I can’t bear to see you leave

My happy Saturday nights with you, will turn into

My sad Saturday nights without you

Please don’t go

                                     Without you, I’ll be lonely on a Saturday night

Jo Anne Kennedy  

February 1998