Lonesome Standard Time Songtext

von Kathy Mattea

Do you feel a kindred spirit,
To the sound of pouring rain?
Does your heart start to yearning'
When you hear a distant train?
If you'd like to take that train and ride,
To someone left behind,
You don't need the wind to tell you,
You're on lonesome standard time.
Do you feel alone when you think about,
An old love from the past?
Do you feel a bit more empty,
Ev'ry time you raise your glass?
If the mem'ry of his kisses,
Sends a shiver up your spine,
You don't need a watch to tell you,
You're on Lonesome Standard Time.

When you hear the little sad songs,
Do you hang on every word?
Do you swear a cryin' fiddle,
Has the sweetest sound on earth?
If you shudder at the music,
Of a hoodown in the pines,
You're on Lonesome Standard Time.

There's a bigger clock a' tickin',
It crosses ev'ry zone.
The first time your old heart broke,
Was the time you turned it on.
It don't ever need a' windin',
'Cos if it works like mine,
Well, there ain't no doubt about it,
You're on Lonesome Standard Time.

Oh, when you hear the little sad songs,
Do you hang on every word?
Do you swear a cryin' fiddle,
Has the sweetest sound on earth?
If you shudder at the music,
Of a hoodown in the pines,
You're on Lonesome Standard Time.

If you shudder at the music,
Of a hoodown in the pines,
You're on Lonesome Standard Time.