Lonesome, On'ry and Mean

On a Greyhound bus Lord I'm travelin' this morning
 I'm goin' to Shreveport and down to New Orleans
 Been trav'lin' these highways and doin' things my way
 It's been making me lonesome on'ry and mean
 God her hair was jet black and her name was Bodine
 Thought she was the queen of the Basin Street Queens
 She got tired of that smoky-wine dream
 She began to feel lonesome on'ry and mean
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 We got together and we cashed in our sweeps
 Gave onto beggar who was mumblin' through the streets
 There's no escaping from his snowy white dreams
 On'ry and lonesome on'ry and mean
 I'm down in this valley where the wheels turn so low
 At dawn I pray to the Lord of my soul
 I say do Lord do right by me you know
 I'm tired of being lonesome on'ry and mean