Hear that lonesome whippoorwill. He sounds too blue to fly. The midnight train is whining low. I'm so lonesome i could cry.
I've never seen a night so long. When time goes crawling by. The moon just went behind the clouds. To hide its face and cry.
Did you ever see a robin weep? When leaves began to die? That means he's lost the will to live. I'm so lonesome i could cry.
The silence of a falling star. Lights up a purple sky. And as i woder where you are. I'm so lonesome i could cry.
