someday after a while

i've got to ride that lonesome train. my heart is heavy with aches and pain. i said but someday

someday baby

after a while

you will be sorry. every day

my clouds are grey;

it takes you to roll all those clouds away. trouble

trouble

trouble on my mind. trouble

trouble

way down the line. i don't need

i don't need no sympathy

so babe

babe

don't you

don't you pity me. i may be blue

but i don't mind

because i know way down the line