Archives: Songs

There is a precious volume of pages worn and old In that little log cabin by the sea It is the old old bible more precious now than gold It’s the bible th...

My father, he’s the king of the gypsies, it is true My mother, she learned me some camping for to do With my pack all on my back my friends all wished me ...

Mamma says she don’t want me because I’m getting old Fears that I might freeze to death the weather is so cold If I live tonight I think I will try ...

Now kind friends I want to tell you Of a little country home It is made of poplar logs upon the hill That’s where poppa died and left us When we were very...

Now I know what it means to be lonesome And I know what it means to be blue And I know what it means to be lonesome in dreams When there’ someone missing ...

I’ve got the lonesome homesick blues I’ve got them bad babe down in my shoes I left someone there that I might lose That’s why I’ve got ...

I am lonesome for you darling Though from me you’re far away In a lonely little cottage I am waiting day by day Though you went away and left me Left me a...

I’ve got the lonesome old homesick blues I’ve got ’em bad babe down in my shoes I left someone there that I might lose That’s why I̵...

Everybody’s got to walk this lonesome valley We’ve got to walk it by ourselves There’s nobody else can walk it for us We’ve got to walk ...

I was walking out this morning with rambling on my mind I am going to catch that special train for lonesome pine You can hear the whistle blowing as she’s...