WAYLON JENNINGS - Lonesome, On' Ry And Mean lyrics

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On a greyhound bus, <br>Lord I'm traveling this morning <br>I'm going to Shreveport and on down to New Orleans <br>Been driving these highways, <br>been doing things my way <br>It's been making me lonesome on'ry and mean <br> <br>Now her hair was jet black, <br>and her name was Codene <br>Thought she was the cream of the Basin Street queens <br>She got tired <br>of that smokey whine dream <br>Began to feel lonesome on'ry and mean <br> <br>(instrumental break) <br> <br>We got together, <br>and we cashed in our sweeps. <br>Gave 'em to a beggar <br>who was mumbling through the streets <br>There's no escaping <br>from his snowy white dreams <br>Born lookin' lonesome on'ry and mean <br> <br>Now i'm down in this valley, <br>where the wheels turn so low <br>At dawn i pray, <br>to the Lord of my soul <br>I say do Lord, <br>do right by me <br>You know I'm tired of being lonesomeon'ry and mean <br> <br>Yodelayeeee...