Did you hear that lonesome whippoorwill?
He sounds too blue to fly.
The midnight train is winding low.
I'm so lonesome I could cry.
I've never seen a night so long when time
goes crawlin' 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 the will to live.
And I'm so lonesome I could cry.
The silence of a fallin' 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.