wrong dear I'm low and lonely over you Low and lonely, sad and blue Thinking only of little you Always trying to keep from crying I'm low and lonely
, walked and talked as you talk, But from earth I was (b7) soon called a- (e) way. Chorus (e) oh, those tombs, ("oh those tombs"), Lonely tombs, ("lonely
THE SEAMAN'S BLUES WRITER HANK WILLIAMS Chorus I'm on my way to Italy from the golf of Mexico Riding on a tanker, and feeling mighty low My good gals
