Travis Tritt – Lonesome Onry And Mean (Guitar)

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On a greyhound bus, Lord I'm traveling this morning,

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I'm going to Shreveport and on down to New Orleans,

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Been driving these highways, been doing things my way,

                     Cadd9     G         D
It's been making me lonesome, on'ry and mean,

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Now her hair was jet black, and her name was Codiene,

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Thought she was the cream of the Basin Street queens,

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She got tired of that smokey whine dream,

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Began to feel lonesome, on'ry and mean,

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We got together, and we cashed in our sweeps,

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Gave them to a beggar who was mumbling through the streets,

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There's no escaping from his snowy white dreams,

              Cadd9     G          D
Born lookin' lonesome, on'ry and mean,

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Now I'm down in this valley, where the wheels turn so low,

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At dawn I pray, to the Lord of my soul,

                   G               D
I say do Lord, do right by me,

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I'm tired of being lonesome, on'ry and mean,