Lyrics
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.
I'm so lonesome I could cry.
Copyright: Kanjian Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Hank Williams, Sr.
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.
I'm so lonesome I could cry.
Copyright: Kanjian Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Hank Williams, Sr.
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