Three Kinds of Lonesome
Three Kinds of Lonesome
Well, the mercury’s falling
It’s a cold, cold evening
With a cold moon shining her shivery light
I wish I could put this old jacket around her
I’m three kinds of lonesome tonight
A mean wind is howling
Like a hound with no master
They say the chill factor has a hell of a bite
I’ll just close my eyes and see where that wind takes me
‘Cause I’m three kinds of lonesome tonight
One kind of lonesome says—You’re gone forever
One kind of lonesome says—I let you go
Can one ever find the true heart of a lover?
The last kind of lonesome says
I’ll never know
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Well, I courted the moon
But she turned a cold shoulder
The wind said he’d help me
Then he flew out of sight
And now you’ve left me too
Wiser but older
And three kinds of lonesome tonight
I’m three kinds of lonesome tonight