| My heart’s as heavy as an anvil
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| My tears are puddled in my eyes
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| And time seems to be at a standstill
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| I’ve really got the lonesomes tonight
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| Feels like I’m never gonna make it
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| I’d like to lie right down and die
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| It’s so very hard to fake it
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| I’ve really got the lonesomes tonight
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| Just like that old song by Hank Williams
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| I am so lonesome I could cry
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| Can’t seem to shake these sad old feeling’s
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| I’ve really got the lonesomes tonight
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| 'Cause I’ve really got the lonesomes tonight
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| Oh, I’m pretty sad
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| Oh, I hope tomorrow will ring truer
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| And I’ll awake and I will be all right
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| But right now I couldn’t feel much bluer
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| Can’t shake these lonely memories inside
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| Oh, but my heart’s as heavy as an anvil
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| My tears are all puddled in my eyes
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| And my mind has really got its hands full
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| I’ve really got the lonesomes tonight
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| You got that right
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| I’ve really got the lonesomes tonight
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| But I’ll be all right
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| I’ve really got the lonesomes tonight
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| Got the lonesomes |