Lonesome, On'ry and Mean
On a Greyhound bus, Lord, I'm traveling this morning
I'm going to Shreveport and down to New Orleans
Been traveling these highways, I been doing things my way
It's been making me lonesome, ornery and mean
Now, her hair was jet black, and her name was Colene
Thought she was the cream of the Basin Street queens
She got tired of that smokey wine dream
Began to feel lonesome, ornery and mean
And 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 dream
He was born lookin' lonesome, ornery and mean
Now, I'm down in this valley, where the wheels turn so low
At dawn, I pray to the Lord of my soul
I pray, dear Lord, do right by me
You know I'm tired of being lonesome, ornery and mean
Odelay-oo
Lonesome, On'ry and MeanLRC歌词
On a Greyhound bus, Lord, I'm traveling this morning
I'm going to Shreveport and down to New Orleans
Been traveling these highways, I been doing things my way
It's been making me lonesome, ornery and mean
Now, her hair was jet black, and her name was Colene
Thought she was the cream of the Basin Street queens
She got tired of that smokey wine dream
Began to feel lonesome, ornery and mean
And 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 dream
He was born lookin' lonesome, ornery and mean
Now, I'm down in this valley, where the wheels turn so low
At dawn, I pray to the Lord of my soul
I pray, dear Lord, do right by me
You know I'm tired of being lonesome, ornery and mean
Odelay-oo
