| E | |
| Hear that lonesome whip poor will |
| E7 | |
| He sounds too blue to f | ly. |
| A | E | |
| The m | idnight train is w | hining low, |
| B7 | E | |
| I'm so lonesome | I could c | ry. |
| I've never seen a night so long |
| E7 | |
| When time goes crawling b | y. |
| A | E | |
| The m | oon just went beh | ind a cloud |
| B7 | E | |
| To hide its f | ace and c | ry. |
| E | |
| Did you ever see a robin weep, |
| E7 | |
| When leaves begin to di | e? |
| A | E | |
| Like me | he's lost the w | ill to live, |
| B7 | E | |
| I'm so lonesome | I could cr | y. |
| E | |
| The silence of a falling star |
| E7 | |
| Lights up a purple s | ky. |
| A | E | |
| And | as I wonder wh | ere you are |
| B7 | E | |
| I'm so lonesome | I could c | ry. |
| To end: |
| B7 | A | E | |
| I'm so lonesome | I could c | ry. |
| Cheers |
| Jimmy |