I get so weary in the evenin when the suns goin down. When I go to bed at night, And the birds begin to call. Just before the break of day. I get so lonesome when my baby's not around. I feel so sad and lonely, For my baby that ain't all. Well I get up

What a lonesome feeling When you buy yourself That's what I have today I've got to find my baby If it takes all night and day Blues with a feeling Blues with a feeling Yes the one that loved me Has gone off with someone else

I can't stop lovin' you To live in memory Of old lonesome times I can't stop wantin' you So I'll just live my life So I've made up my mind It's useless to say In dreams of yesterday Those happy hours That we once knew

Free fall small town Saturday night Before you lose that loving feeling Let's go dancing on the ceiling Paradise city where the grass is green But that's a song for another time Pretty soon I'll be so lonesome I could cry Brown eyed girl sweet Caroline

Every mile, a memory Every day, a page turned down; every night, a lonesome sound Like a freight train rollin' through my dreams From some old movie going back in time, you and me Every mile, a memory; every song, another scene Country roads, old theater

I got my brand on you There ain't nothin' you can do baby There ain't nothin' you can do honey Oh you may go away and leave me girl, I declare you can't stay You gonna come runnin' back to me some lonesome day There ain't nothin' you can do darlin' Oh

(I can't stop loving you) (I can't stop wanting you) It's useless to say I've made up my mind To live in memory of the lonesome times So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday (Dreams of yesterday) Those happy hours that we once knew Tho' long

Population one since yesterday Livin' and dyin' in the hell I made Right now my mind's in another state Ain't enough heart here left to break I drove half way to town last night And I turned around In a field of fireflies makin' such a lonely sound As my

I get so weary in the evenin' when the suns goin' down. When I go to bed at night, And the birds begin to call. Just before the break of day. I get so lonesome when my baby's not around. I feel so sad and lonely, For my baby that ain't all. Well I get up

(I can't stop loving you) (I can't stop wanting you) It's useless to say I've made up my mind To live in memory of the lonesome times So I'll just live my life in dreams of yesterday (Dreams of yesterday) Those happy hours that we once knew Though long