Lonesome

Two days and you're already fading from my memory

Two more and I'll be back in misery

It's hard waiting round here for the perfect thing

When I'm worn out, torn down, spit out, and recovering

I could push out into the James with your memory

Float down to Richmond looking for some sympathy

Start walking up the tracks towards Crossroads Store

But Gladstone and Buffalo Station ain't far enough away from home

When you're lonesome

Yeah you're lonesome

I could pick up a case of beer, from Williams on tab

But I've been down that road before, and I'm done with that

Do some porch sitting, make a fire, and blow on my harp

Pack up the El Camino, and start driving south

I could push out into the James with your memory

Float down to Richmond looking for some sympathy

Start walking up the tracks towards Crossroads Store

But Gladstone and Buffalo Station ain't far enough away from home

When you're lonesome

Yeah you're lonesome

Spend half the year fishing, that's no lie

Heading out of Seattle, up to Baranof Isle

You'd think that would make it easy to forget about you

But those long Alaska days don't make that dream come true, no

I could push out into the James with your memory

Float down to Richmond looking for some sympathy

Start walking up the tracks towards Crossroads Store

But Gladstone and Buffalo Station ain't far enough away from home

When you're lonesome

Yeah you're lonesome