The lonesome sound of a train going by, Makes me wanna stop and cry.
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I recall the day he took you away, I'm blue and I'm lonesome, too.
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When I hear that whistle blow, I wanna pack my suitcase and go,
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The lonesome sound of a train going by, Makes me wanna stop and cry.
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In the still of the night, in the pale moonlight, The wind it moans and sighs.
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These lonesome blues, I just can't lose. I'm blue and I'm lonesome, too.
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Well when I hear that whistle blow, I wanna pack my suitcase and go,
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The lonesome sound of a train going by, Makes me wanna stop and cry.
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These lonesome blues, I just can't lose. I'm blue, and I'm lonesome, too.
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I'm blue, and I'm lonesome, too.
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Blue & Lonesome
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| Alison Krauss |
