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