Who been drivin' my Terraplane now for you since I been gone? And I feel so lonesome, you hear me when I moan And I feel so lonesome, you hear me when I moan Who been drivin' my Terraplane for you since I been gone? I'd said I flash your lights, mama,

I'm so lonesome I could cry. Hear that lonesome whippoorwill? He sounds too blue to fly. The midnight train is whining low: I've never seen a night so long, When time goes crawling by. The moon just went behind a cloud, To hide its face and cry. Did you

It ain't me, it ain't me I ain't no fortunate one, no Some folks are born, made to wave the flag Ooh, they're red, white and blue And when the band plays, "Hail to the chief" Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord I ain't no senator's son, son Some

Shake your moneymaker Got to shake your moneymaker Well, I got a girl, she lives upon the hill Oh, go on baby, go on back to school Sometimes she won't, sometimes I think she will Oh, I love you baby, tell you the reason why I love you baby, tell you the

Blue eyes crying in the rain In the twilight glow I see her When we kissed goodbye and parted I knew we'd never meet again Love is like a dying ember And only memories remain And through the ages I'll remember Some day when we meet up yonder We'll stroll

And it won't say a lonesome word What evil have I done? Beatrice, I love my phonograph She got a phonograph Beatrice, she got a phonograph Beatrice got a phonograph But it won't say a lonesome word What evil has the poor girl heard? But you broke my

In every town and every place There's a boy who's tryin' to take a chance and dance And find a way to run away with her heart In the back of an old Ford truck In the bar just lookin' for love In a pair of oh my blue eyes Let them fireworks start That

I got a kindhearted woman Do anything in this world for me My baby don't love me She's a kindhearted woman She studies evil all the time But these evil-hearted women Man, they will not let me be I love my baby I love my baby, ooh But I really love that

Oh! they say some people long ago Were searching for a diff'rent tune One that they could croon As only they can They only had the rhythm so They started swaying to and fro They didn't know just what they had And that is how the blues really began They

Let's go on vacation You and I know We're both so busy we work so hard and I never see you, it's totally retarded When we're together, we're both so tired Sometimes I wish we'd just get our asses fired Cuz that way, you and me, we could hang out all day