That's What It's Like To Be Lonesome

The streets are dark and empty and you walk them all alone

You think about your love affair and wonder what went wrong

You go to bed each night and pray you'll never see the dawn

Afraid of each tomorrow with its heartless cold unknown

And that's what it's like to be lonesome with a heart of broken love has taught to cry

And that's what it's like to be lonesome I know cause I'm a mighty lonesome guy



You search to find a tavern where the music's playing loud

You try to lose your heartache in the laughter of the crowd

But the happy couples make you think of things that might have been

Then you'll have to fight the teardrops till you're by yourself again

And that's what it's like to be lonesome...