Lonesome Onry And Mean

| C | G | D | D D G D On a Greyhound bus Lord I'm travelin' this morning G D I'm goin' to Shreveport and down to New Orleans G D Been trav'lin' these highways, been doin' things my way C G D It's been making me lonesome, on'ry and mean D G D Now her hair was jet black and her name was Codeine G D She thought she was the cream of the Basin Street Queens G D She got tired of that smokey-wine dream C G D Began to feel lonesome, on'ry and mean | D | D G | D | D | | G | G | D | D | | G | G | D | D | | C | G | D | D D G D We got together and we cashed in our sweeps G D Gave 'em to a beggar who was mumblin' through the streets G D There's no escaping from his snowy white dream C G D Born lookin' lonesome, on'ry and mean D G D Now I'm down in this valley where the wheels turn so low G D At dawn I pray to the Lord of my soul G D I say do Lord do right by me C G D You know I'm tired of being lonesome, on'ry and mean... | D | D G | D | D | | G | G | D | D | | G | G | D | D | (fade out)