Lonesome Road

Look up and down that long, lonesome road Hang down your head and cry, my Lord Hang down your head and cry They say all good friends must part sometime Why not you and I, my Lord? Why not you and I? Oh, I wish to the Lord that I'd never been born Or died when I was a baby, my Lord Or died when I was a baby I would not be here, eating this cold, corn bread And suppin' this salty gravy, my Lord And suppin' this salty gravy Oh, I wish to the Lord that I'd never seen your face Heard your lyin' tongue, my Lord Heard your lyin' tongue You better look up and down that long, lonesome road Where all of your friends have gone, my Lord And you and I must go You better look up and down that long, lonesome road Hang down your head and cry, my Lord Hang down your head and cry