Lonesome, On'ry & Mean - Shane Worley

On a greyhound bus, Lord I'm traveling this morning I'm going to Shreveport and down to New Orleans Been driving these highways, been doing things my way It's been making me lonesome, on'ry and mean Now her hair was jet black, and her name was Codene Thought she was the cream of the Basin Street queens She got tired of that smokey wine dream Began to feel lonesome, on'ry and mean And we got together, and we cashed in our sweeps Gave them to a beggar who was mumbling through the streets There's no escaping from his snowy white dreams Born lookin' lonesome, on'ry and mean Now I'm down in this valley, where the wheels turn so low At dawn I pray, to the Lord of my soul I say do Lord, do right by me I'm tired of being lonesome, on'ry and mean

I was sitting at a coffee shop And a conversation that I overheard Inadvertently, it got me reminiscing about her I always say that You oughta know that love keeps coming back There's never closure, it's never closure As luck would have it, she just called me back Here's what I told her, this what I told her You know I feel alone some nights I still think of having you over It's something about these lonesome nights Makes me feel like having you over And if you run a little late Girl, I can relate, it's on you And if you run a little late I'll just be here waiting on you Then she started bringing up the past I was ducking and dodging her accusations But I couldn't last My excuses weren't a match for her actual facts So then I said, "Everyone deserves a second chance It's never closure, there's never closure And if it was a different circumstance We could be closer, I think we'd be closer" You know I feel alone some nights I still think of having you over It's something about these lonesome nights Makes me feel like having you over And if you run a little late Girl, I can relate, it's on you And if you run a little late I'll just be here waiting on you Now it's half past three, you ain't here with me And I kept the door open since 11:30 I should've looked for a sign, read between the lines But I struggle sometimes And I don't know why You know I feel alone some nights I still think of having you over It's something about these lonesome nights Makes me feel like having you over Never wanted to see you go Never wanted this to be over Never wanted to see you go Never wanted this to be over Never wanted to see you go Never wanted this to be over Never wanted to see you go Never wanted this to be over

If I fall in love with all my problems, will they leave me too? Well, maybe I believed in all your lies 'cause I believed in you Why were you somewhere else When you were next to me? I know you know it keeps me up Did you think about her face With your hands around my waist? Did you even give a fuck? You can't spell lonesome without me Mm, mm, mhm And there's no hope in misery Mm, mm, mhm I can't escapе your history, oh You can't spell lonesome without mе You just can't Tell me I was more than just a decent opportunity Or will you tell me anything I wanna hear to control how you're perceived? Why were you somewhere else When you were next to me? I know you know it keeps me up Isn't it kind of strange How it all changed when I wasn't the one they wanted you to love? You can't spell lonesome without me Mm, mm, mhm And there's no hope in misery Mm, mm, mhm I can't escape your history, oh You can't spell lonesome without me You just can't Mm, mm Mm, mhm, mhm Hmm, mhm Mm, mhm, mhm, mm

Sunday's gone Months're gone Some learn they're there Lonesome crow Where are they from Where are their thoughts No, nobody knows Or even thought Please follow them Will surely be said Ooooow! Aaaah Ahahahah Ahahahah Ahahahah Ahahahah Haaaah No, nobody knows Or even thought Please follow them Will surely be said

A mist halos the meadow and a soft wind Breathes a whisper through the trees As i lean against a hickory I close my eyes and I can almost see The ghostly forms of blue and gray And I can almost hear the cannons blast Standin' in the prescence of the past The first few waves came cheerin' Fear and hatred runnin' through their blood When the day was finally over Those left wadin' through a crimson flood To think I could be right here In the spot where some young soldier breathed his last Standin' in the prescence of the past Brother fightin' brother Father fightin' son By the time the sun was settin' Looked like the South had won Now my mouth's as dry as cotton And my heart is beatin' fast Standin' in the prescence of the past Sunrise caught the rebels sleepin' and they woke To hear a Yankee bugle blow Bullets flew like angry hornets Till the peach tree blossoms drifted down like snow It must have been like hell on earth What happened here is more than we can grasp Standin' in the prescence of the past Brother fightin' brother Father fightin' son By the time the smoke had lifted They knew the North had won Lord my soul feels empty As my tears fall on this grass Standin' in the prescence of the past Brother killin' brother Father slayin' son From the looks of this old graveyard Hell nobody really won Somethin's changed inside me It sure can happen fast Standin' in the prescence of the past A mist halos the meadow and a soft wind Breathes a whisper through the trees