Lonesome, On'ry and Mean
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On a Greyhound bus, I was travelin' this morning
I'm goin' to Shreveport and down in New Orleans
I'v been travelin' these highways, I've been doin' things my way
But it's beginning to make me lonesome, on'ry and mean
Her hair was jet black and her name was Codeine
All she was a cream of the Basin Street Queens
For she got tired of the smokey-wine dream
She began to feel lonesome, on'ry and mean
Now we got together and we cashed in our sweeps
Lord we gave 'em to a beggar who was mumblin' through the streets
He said there's no escaping all his smokey-wine dream
He is born feelin lonesome, on'ry and mean
I'm down in the valley where the wheels turn so slow
You know I said me a little prayer
Said it all through the Lord of my soul
I face sweet Lord, want you do right by me
With no tired of feeling lonesome, on'ry and mean
So damn tired of feeling lonesome, on'ry and mean