Waylon Jennings

O ^D n a greyhound bus,Lord i'm tr ^G aveling this mo ^D rning
I'm going to Shr ^G eveport and on down to New Orle ^D ans
Been driving these h ^G ighways,been doing things m ^D y way
It's been making me l ^C/G onesome ^G ,on'ry and me ^D an
Verse 2:
N ^D ow her hair was jet black,and her n ^G ame was Codi ^D ene
Thought she was the cr ^G eam of the Basin Street qu ^D eens
She got t ^G ired of that smokey whine ^D dream
Began to feel l ^C/G onesome ^G ,on'ry and me ^D an
Verse 3:
W ^D e got together,and we c ^G ashed in our swe ^D eps
Gave them to a b ^G eggar who was mumbling through the str ^D eets
There's no esc ^G aping from his snowy white dr ^D eams
Born lookin' l ^C/G onesome ^G ,on'ry and me ^D an
Verse 4:
N ^D ow i'm down in this valley,where the wh ^G eels turn so l ^D ow
At dawn i pr ^G ay,to the Lord of my s ^D oul
I say do L ^G ord,do right by ^D me
I'm tired of being l ^C/G onesome ^G ,on'ry and me ^D an
Thanks to David M. Potter (dmp12@cornell.edu) for the lyrics.
Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr