[Verse 1] On a Greyhound bus Lord, Im travelin this morning Im goin to Shreveport and down to New Orleans Been travlin these highways and doin things my way Its been making me lonesome onry and mean [Verse 2] Down 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 smokywine dream She began to feel lonesome onry and mean [Verse 3] Well, we got together and we cashed in our sweeps Gave onto beggar who was mumblin through the streets Theres no escaping from his snowy white dream Onry and lonesome onry and mean [Verse 4] Now Im 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 Im tired of being lonesome onry and mean
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