feel it coming like a highball trainBarin' down on

tobacco with my grandpaBig hunk of Red Man in

heartbreak on the six o'clock newsThey ought'a call it

there was a thankless leaderBlinded by a golden ringNow

1: Ed feelin' like a bullet jumpin' out a

was a lonesome cowboyLonesome as I could beYou came

can't quit youLord knows I've tried toAnd I can't forget

wore blue, and one wore greyAs they marched along

about life, talk about deathTalk about catching every breathTalk

yeahHey, yeah, yeah, yeahMm, tellin' me that you

the sun don't shineOn a moonshine stillCopper line hiding in

My roots are deeper than the bones the othersMy colors they

I had forgotten just what love felt likeAnd in that motel

1: Adele & Chris ain't no gold in this

I used to love to look for a fightI'd get drunk

1: George Strait & Chris if I go down

been thinking 'bout my thoughtless wordsAnd I know how

CHORUSLonely, lonely as can beTrain cry on, you're lonely just like

like when you're makin' conversationAnd you're tryin' not to

a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for