Hillbilly Ride -

I’m Lonesome------------

I’m lonesome as the whistle blows.

Travelin' through this picture show

Trapped between the lights on this stage

The Days are long and they linger on.

Spent my night with the coming dawn

And I know that something’s got to change

But the pain keeps me lit like a candle in the night

I hold it there and I know it just ain’t right

And there ain’t nothing left here by my side…

On this Hillbilly Ride

I’m Lonesome------------

Lonesome as the sight

Of a full moon on the rise

Fading on the valley down below.

The wind is cold and blowing strange

Time falls fast and I know it’s late

There’s nothing but this road to call me home.

But the pain keeps me lit like a candle in the night

I hold it there and I know it just ain’t right

And there ain’t nothing left here by my side…

On this Hillbilly Ride

I’m Lonesome-------------

I’m lonesome as the sound Of a train that barrels on

Down upon the station in the rain

The lights are low as the twilight fades

Standing in the corner of the neon shade

Wrapped around the memory of her face

But the pain keeps me lit like a candle in the night

I hold it there and I know it just ain’t right

And there ain’t nothing left here by my side…

On this Hillbilly Ride