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Verse 1:
D G D
On a greyhound bus,Lord i'm traveling this morning
G D
I'm going to Shreveport and on down to New Orleans
G D
Been driving these highways,been doing things my way
C/G G D
It's been making me lonesome,on'ry and mean
Verse 2:
D G D
Now her hair was jet black,and her name was Codiene
G D
Thought she was the cream of the Basin Street queens
G D
She got tired of that smokey whine dream
C/G G D
Began to feel lonesome,on'ry and mean
Verse 3:
D G D
We got together,and we cashed in our sweeps
G D
Gave them to a beggar who was mumbling through the streets
G D
There's no escaping from his snowy white dreams
C/G G D
Born lookin' lonesome,on'ry and mean
Verse 4:
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 G D
I'm tired of being lonesome,on'ry and mean
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