Besedila: The Stanley Brothers. Lonesome Night.

In the pale moonlight we quarreled one night
Our hearts were young and free
I left her there alone that night
I thought she was two-timin' me

On a lonesome night and far from home
I heard a mournful sound
The girl I love is calling me
She thinks, I've turned her down

She begged me not to leave her there
She said that she had been true
But a jealous heart would not believe
Oh, how I long for you?

On a lonesome night and far from home
I heard a mournful sound
The girl I love is calling me
She thinks, I've turned her down

On a lonesome night and far from home
I heard a mournful sound
The girl I love is calling me
She thinks, I've turned her down
She thinks, I've turned her down