THAT MORNIN' SUN
MADE ITS WAY
THROUGH
THE WINDSHIELD
OF MY CHEVROLET
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 CAN'T 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
Mmm
I TOOK A TRIP
ACROSS
THE 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 DAMN SONG
AND IT'S SAD
AND IT'S LONG
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 IT'S SAD
AND IT'S LONG
CAN'T NOBODY
SING ALONG
IT'S A SOUTHBOUND
TRAIN
IT'S A WHISTLE
IN THE WIND
THERE'S NO ONE THERE
TO CARE
WHERE I'VE BEEN
I'M HUMMIN' ON
THAT LONESOME
SONG AGAIN
Mmm Mmm
THAT MORNIN' SUN
MADE ITS WAY
THROUGH
THE WINDSHIELD
OF MY CHEVROLET
WHISKEY EYES
AND ASHTRAY
BREATH
ON A CHERT ROCK
GRAVEL ROAD