It's a lonesome feeling when you're traveling,
Down a lonesome road down a lonesome road,
Nobody cares a thing about me,
It's a heavy load, it's a heavy load.
I fell in love in Cincinnati,
Her love was true and she told me so,
I gave her rings and all my money,
Where she ran off to I'll never know.
I wish that I was in Kentucky,
With papa and mama dear,
But mama's gone and so is papa,
And Kentucky's a long way from here.
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