On a Greyhound bus Lord, I'm traveling this morning I'm goin' to Shreveport down to New Orleans Been travelin' these highways Been doin' things my way It's been making me lonesome, on'ry and mean
His hair was jet black And his name was Codene Thought he was the king of the Basin Street Queens We got together, and we cashed in our sweeps Born lookin' lonesome, on'ry and mean
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Well, we got together, and we cashed in our sweeps Gave 'em to a beggar who was mumbling through the streets There's no escaping from his snowy white dreams Tired of lookin' lonesome, on'ry and mean
So I'm down in this valley Where the wheels turn so low At dawn I pray to the Lord of my soul I say dear Lord, do right by me I'm tired of looking lonesome, on'ry and mean I'm tired of looking lonesome, on'ry and mean
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So I'm down in this valley Where the wheels turn so low At dawn I pray to the Lord of my soul I say dear Lord, do right by me I'm tired of looking lonesome, on'ry and mean I'm tired of looking lonesome, on'ry and mean I'm tired of being lonesome, on'ry and mean
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