hear that lonesome whipporwill he sounds too blue to fly. the midnight train is riding low. I'm so lonesome I could cry. (sniff) I've never seen a night so long, when time goes crawling by. the moon just went behind the clouds to hide its face and die. (sniff) (sniff) did you ever see a robbin weep when leaves begin to die? that means he's lost the will to live. I'm so lonesome I could cry. the sign has come, a falling star. like love, a purple sky. they'll never wonder where you are. I'm so lonesome I could cry. (sniff) I'm so lonesome I could cry.