And her name was Bodine
On'ry and lonesome
Who was mumblin' through the streets
On'ry and mean
Thought she was the cream
We got together
At dawn I pray
God her hair was jet black
To the Lord of my soul
I'm down in this valley
Where the wheels turn so low
On'ry and mean
Been travelin' these highways
She got tired
She began to feel lonesome
On'ry and mean
There's no escaping
Of the basin street queens
I say do Lord
It's been making me lonesome
Of that smoky-wine dream
From his snowy white dream
Do right by me
Been doin' things my way
Gave onto a beggar
And we cashed in our sweeps
And down to New Orleans
You know I'm tired of being lonesome
I'm goin' to Shreveport
