That mornin sun made its way through the windshield of my chevorlet whiskey eyes and ashtray breath on a chert rock gravel road What the hell did I do last night that s the story of my life like tryin to remember words to a song nobody wrote And it s sad and it s long and cant nobody sing along it s a southbound train it s a whistle in the wind ain t no one there to care where I ve been I m hummin on that lonesome song again I took a trip across country from montgomery discovered I d been wrong for so long I thought it was the fame and the glory and the money but all I ve got to show is a dam song And it s sad and it s long and can t nobody sing along it s a southbound train it s a whistle in the wind there s no one there to sing to in the end i m hummin on that lonesome song again And its sad and its long and cant nobody sing along its a southbound train its a whistle in the wind aint no one there to care where ive been im hummin on that lonesome song again The mornin sun made its way through the windshield of my chevorlet whiskey eyes and ashtray breath on a chert rock gravel road编辑于2008/08/05更新