Poor Lonesome Me

I’ve always had a deep respect for bluegrass and the musicians who play it. This is my attempt at a bluegrass song, such as it is. At least I got the title right…..

No deep brown eyes
No golden skin
To hypnotize
To pull me in
No ocean smile
Yeah any fool could see
That it’s poor poor lonesome me

I did my best
Just to make you stay
But you shut it down
Yeah you run away
You toss and turn
You crash and burn
You slip right through
Poor poor lonesome you

Poor lonesome me
I’m not the same
As the day before
I ever knew your name
I close my eyes
So I won’t see
Poor poor lonesome me

I curse the past
And those golden rings
That we once wore
Back when we were kings
The sweet memory
Won’t let me be
Poor poor lonesome me
Poor poor lonesome me