LONE STAR BLUES

Lone star, lone star blues oh Lord ,
won't let me be.
Lone star blues,
they're killin' me, killin' me.

I've wandered far from Texas.
This peach-pickin' life gets rough ,
following ol' King Harvest north to Albertaand the winter geese back to the Gulf.
Too long this ramber's heart's been empty,
A peach without a stone.
That Golden Spread's callin' me home.

Lone star, lone star blues oh Lord ,
they're killin' me , killin' me .

That ol' grain elevator down at Pampa
Like a lighthouse 'cross the plains,
Standin' up white in the evenin' sunAgainst a sky that's dark with rain ,
Callin' home her wand'rin' children
wherever they may be
and one of her children is me .

Lone star, lone star blues ,oh Lord
won't let me be .
Lone star blues
Lord I got these Lone star blues.

Originally Performed by: Lawrence Hammond
Album: Presumed Lost
Lyrics By: Lawrence Hammond

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