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DOn a greyhound bus,Lord i'm tGraveling this mDorning
I'm going to ShrGeveport and down to New OrleansD
Been driving these hGighways,been doing things mDy way
It's been making me lC/GonesomeG,on'ry, and mDean
DNow her hair was jet black,and her Gname was CodDiene
Thought she was the crGeam of the Basin Street quDeens
She got tGired of that smokey whineD dream
Began to feel lC/GonesomeG,on'ry, and mDean
WDe got together,and we cGashed in our sweDeps
Gave theGm to a beggar, who was mumbling througDh the streets
There's no escGaping from his snowy white drDeams
Born lookin' lC/GonesomeG,on'ry, and mDean
NDow i'm down in this valley,where the whGeels turn so lDow
At dawn i prGay,to the Lord of my sDoul
I say dearG Lord,do right bDy me
You know i'mC/G tired Gof being loneDsome,on'ry, and mean
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