You hear that lonesome whip-poor-will
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is mourning low
I'm so lonesome I could cry
I've never seen a night so long
The hours go crawling by
The moon just went behind the cloud
To hide his head and cry
Have you ever heard a robin sob
When leaves begin to die?
That means he's lost the will to live
I'm so lonesome I could cry
The silence of a falling star
Lights up the purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome I could cry
