High in a tree on the top of the hill
By the light of the lonesome olÔÇÖ moon
I hear the call of a lone whipporwill
Singing his mournful tune.
Way off in the night blows the long freight train
With a roar and a ramble of wheels
My poor heart is breaking with every refrain
ÔÇÿCause it sounds just like the way I feel.
And it's high lonesome
High lonesome, heartbroken and blue
High lonesome
LilÔÇÖ darling, I'm lonesome for you.
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Do you ever get weary roaminÔÇÖ around
Do you think of the sweet love we knew
Do you ever get lonesome the way I am now
LilÔÇÖ darling I'm lonesome for you.
And it's high lonesome
High lonesome heartbroken and blue
ItÔÇÖs a high lonesome
LilÔÇÖ darling I'm lonesome for you.
It's high lonesome
LilÔÇÖ darling I'm lonesome for you...
