Lonesome Road Songtext
von Joan Baez

Look up and down that long, lonesome road
Hang down your head and cry, my Lord
Hang down your head and cry

They say all good friends must part sometime
Why not you and I, my Lord?
Why not you and I?

Oh, I wish to the Lord that I′d never been born
Or died when I was a baby, my Lord
Or died when I was a baby


I would not be here, eating this cold, corn bread
And suppin' this salty gravy, my Lord
And suppin′ this salty gravy

Oh, I wish to the Lord that I'd never seen your face
Heard your lyin' tongue, my Lord
Heard your lyin′ tongue

You better look up and down that long, lonesome road
Where all of your friends have gone, my Lord
And you and I must go

You better look up and down that long, lonesome road
Hang down your head and cry, my Lord
Hang down your head and cry