Lonesome Night

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In the pale moonlight we quarreled one night
Our heart’s were young and free
I left her there and on that night
I though she was two-timing me

   On a lonesome night so far from home
   I heard a mournful sound
   The girl I love is calling me
   She thinks I turned her down

She begged me not to leave her there
She swore that she’d been true
But a jealous heart cannot believe
Oh how I long for you