I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry
Hank Williams, 1949
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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 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 wonder where you are, I'm so lonesome I could cry.
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill, he sounds too blue to fly.
The midnight train is whining low. I'm so lonesome I could cry.
I'm so lonesome I could cry.