Come Find Me Lonesome

I'm living out a broke-down truck

Lost most my socks, safe be the holey

And the cold is creeping up my spine in the nighttime

Feeling tight for time, come find

Feeling tight for time, come find

Come find me lonesome

Feeling tight for time, come find

Feeling tight for time, come find

Come find me troubled, oh

I'm seeking out the question

That might widdle me up an answering tune

That might fiddle me through and widdle me out

of this one

Oh of this one

Oh of this one

Love of a kind unknown to these hands of mine

With lips to lick, so fine

What's a classic sort of fear doing whispering into my ear

Feeling tight for time, come find

Feeling tight for time, come find

Come find me lonesome

Feeling tight for time, come find

Feeling tight for time, come find

Come find me blue

I'm seeking out the question

That might widdle me up an answering tune

That might fiddle me through and widdle me out

of this one

Oh of this one

Oh of this one

One more time, bellyache's back, bellyache's back

And the more tips to soothe have caught the knack

Bellyache's back, bellyache's back

Feeling tight for time, come find

Feeling tight for time, come find

Come find me lonesome

Feeling tight for time, come find

Feeling tight for time, come find

Come find me blue

I'm seeking out the question

That might widdle me up an answering tune

That might fiddle me through and widdle me out

of this one

Oh of this one

Oh of this one