Lonesome Song Lyrics

B.W. Stevenson

Hear that bird, so high and shrill
Sitting on that railroad train's window sill.
Wind comes cutting across the field
To the bone, it gives a chill.

Willows away
Sounds-a-swish!
In a magic moment
Of home you wish.

It's a dark, dark eve
You're walking on
Look to the sky
And hum a bluesy song.

The silence is so that your ears seem to ring
Sounds of the night are lost in your dreams.

Ways of your days make you so sad
Loss of a love has turned your heart bad.

Long for the fire of home, family, friends
Joy and laughter where love begins.
The road that you're on was all on your feet
No use to stop - your thoughts cannot sleep.

Hear that bird, so high and shrill
Sitting on that railroad train's window sill.