[C] Hear that lonesome whippoorwill. He sounds too blue to [C7] fly.
The [F] midnight train is [C] whining low. I’m so [G7] lonesome I could [C] cry.
I’ve [C] never seen a night so long. When time goes crawling [C7] by.
The [F] moon just went [C] behind a cloud. To [G7] hide its face and [C] cry.
Did you [C] ever see a robin weep. When leaves began to [C7] die?
That [F] means he’s lost the [C] will to live I’m so [G7] lonesome I could [C] cry.
The [C] silence of a falling star. Lights up a purple [C7] sky.
And [F] as I wonder [C] where you are. I’m so [G7] lonesome I could [C] cry.
