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 a cloud,
to hide its face and cry..
did you ever see a robin weep,
when leaves begin to die?
that means he's lost his will to live.
i'm so lonesome i could cry..
the silence of a falling star,
lights up a purple sky..
and as i wonder where you are..
i'm so lonesome i could cry..
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 a cloud,
to hide its face and cry..
did you ever see a robin weep,
when leaves begin to die?
that means he's lost his will to live.
i'm so lonesome i could cry..
the silence of a falling star,
lights up a purple sky..
and as i wonder where you are..
i'm so lonesome i could cry..