I'm Blue, I'm Lonesome - Bill Monroe

The lonesome sigh of a train going by

Makes me want to stop and cry

I recall the day it took you away

I’m blue I’m lonesome too

When I hear that whistle blow

I want to pack my suitcase and go

The lonesome sound of a train going by

Makes me want to stop and cry

In the still of the night in the pale moonlight

The wind, it moans and cry

These lonesome blues I just can’t lose

I’m blue I’m lonesome too