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[Verse 1]
               D             C         G    D
On a Greyhound bus, Lord I'm travelin' this morning
             G                            D
I'm goin' to Shreveport and down to New Orleans
                     G                           D
Been travelin' these highways, been doin' things my way
                    C       G           D
It's been making me lonesome, on'ry and mean

[Verse 2]
                     D             C        G D
Now her hair was jet black and her name was Codeine
                        G                         D
She thought she was the cream of the Basin Street Queens
        G                        D
She got tired of that smokey-wine dream
              C       G           D
Began to feel lonesome, on'ry and mean

[Solo]
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[Verse 3]
         D             C      G      D
We got together and we cashed in our sweeps
              G                                   D
Gave 'em to a beggar who was mumblin' through the streets
            G                            D
There's no escaping from his snowy white dream
             C       G           D
Born lookin' lonesome, on'ry and mean

[Verse 4]
                     D                C      G      D
Now I'm down in this valley where the wheels turn so low
          G                      D
At dawn I pray to the Lord of my soul
           G                 D
I say dear Lord, do right by me
                            C       G           D
You know I'm tired of being lonesome, on'ry and mean...

[Outro]
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