She made her way She felt she was to blame and her porcelain dolls She's boxed them all And along the way, she changed her name Lonesome pine, rain or
Translation: And The Hero Fails. Trail Of The Lonesome Pine.
Translation: Betty. The Trail Of The Lonesome Pine.
Translation: Carbon Leaf. Lonesome Pine.
Translation: Pinmonkey. Lonesome Pine Special.
- (g) out you beside me, to (d) show me the way, I'm lost, like a (a7) stranger in the (d) night. Like a lonely dove that flies, from pine to pine,
know that some day you'll come through If I didn't love you, I wouldn't be so lonesome Waiting and longing for you If I didn't love you, I wouldn't be so pining
game I told them all, we were meant for each other I thought our worlds were the same If you stay over in your world Oh, how my poor heart will pine
girl you love Treat her right, never wrong How mountain girls can love Riding the night in the high cold winds On the trail of the old lonesome pine
Lonesome, lonesome, pining away Now you say its best to part Even though it breaks my heart I'm lost and I'll never find the way Since you said
I know I'm to blame Let me prove my love for you Then I'll sign my name I'm walking down this lonesome road Travellin while I pine If there's no letter
's crying Can't you hear the lonesome dove Saying,"Won't you come back, darling To the only one you love?" Meet me out on the mountain Underneath the lonesome pine
In South Carolina There's many tall pines I remember the oak tree That we used to climb Now when I?m lonesome I always pretend I?m gettin? the feel of
hand. She said I?m sorry it?s been taken, promised to another man. (REPEAT CHORUS) Sometimes in dreams that Macon highway, winding through the lonesome pines
't let me face it alone Just take me straight to Virginia Back to the faces of home Long days come alive I face the trail of 'The Old Lonesome Pine'
are over All the good times have past and gone Little darlin', don't you weep no more Oh, don't you see that lonesome dove That flies from pine to pine
the rain A whisper was saying from a pine tree close by When we heard the whistle of your train I heard the moans of sobbing of the wind in the pine
