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Hear the lonesome whipperwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I´m So Lonesome I Could Cry
The silence of a falling star
Lights a purple sky
And I wonder where you are
I´m So Lonesome I Could Cry
Well maybe the night is cold
But together they fade
Like the shadow that ran up to the hills
Trying to fix her wings
There´s a saint and a sinner
and forever the missing day
Where the winners and the loosers feel the same
Who knows what tomorrow brings
I never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind a cloud
To hide it´s face and cry
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He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I´m So Lonesome I Could Cry
Lights a purple sky
And I wonder where you are
I´m So Lonesome I Could Cry
Well maybe the night is cold
But together they fade
Like the shadow that ran up to the hills
Trying to fix her wings
and forever the missing day
Where the winners and the loosers feel the same
Who knows what tomorrow brings
I never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind a cloud
To hide it´s face and cry
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