Is she lonesome now ? | |
Is she all alone ? | |
I wonder where that good gal's gone ? | |
Hear the whistle blow, hear the tracks moan | |
I hear the train coming home. | |
Lonesome is the name of the north bound train, | |
The hills are green she's gone. | |
Has she made up her mind to leave sorrow behind, | |
On herway back home? | |
There is a place where her shining face still smiles. | |
Does she sing a sad song or is she glad | |
I'm gone ? | |
I hear her voice laugh in a dream. | |
How near she seemed when she whispered her sad farewell |