The Web Poetry Corner - Norma Jean Duncan - It Sure is Lonesome Tonight Upon This Hill
It Sure is Lonesome Tonight Upon This Hill
by
Norma Jean Duncan
When she was growing up she had most everything
But I couldn't even buy her a wedding ring
She said we'd live on love, it didn't matter
If we were poor.
ButI guess we don't even have that any more.
Oh! it sure is lonesome tonight upon this hill
As I look at the moon and listen to a whippoorwill
She left me today, just walked out the door
She said she wouldn't be back any more.
I don't blaime her for wanting to go but gee
She's not alone like me, she has family
I'm going to miss seeing my baby grow
Oh! it sure is lonesomeI want you to know
I know life with me is not exciting
There's not much about me inviting
But she took me for better or worse
I's true, poverty has been our curse
I tried so hard to be a success
It seems we just have less and less
I can't seem to pay all the bills
They turned off the heat, I'm taking chills
They say I'm a failure, I'm no good
I really really would do better if I could
I'm asking for a miracle, only God can give
I'm afraid I'll end it all, I don't want to live.