Light's Are on But Nobody's Home - Albert Collins

Playing with my mind, babe

Always accusing me of doing wrong

I say you’re playing with my mind, woman

You’re always accusing me of doing wrong

I can see you’re lights on, baby

But I can’t see, I can’t see nobody home

Now here come my mother-in-law

It’s the same thing ev’ry day

Ever since we been married, baby

She tried to drive me away, yeah

Now you’re still accusing me baby

Accusing me of doing wrong

I can see your lights on, baby

But I can’t see, I can’t see nobody home

When I have to go to work

I gotta go to work downtown

If I get home a little late, baby

You say I’m out messing around

Now you’re still accusing me, baby

Accusing me of doing wrong

I can see your lights on, baby

But I can’t see, I can’t see nobody home