Classic Poem

I feel so lonesome,
you can hear me when I moan
And I feel so lonesome,
you can hear me when I moan
Who's been driving my Terraplane
for you since I've been gone

I said I'd flash your lights, mama,
your horn won't even blow
(somebody's been running my battery down on this machine)
I even flashed my lights, mama,
this horn won't even blow
Got a short in this connection,
hoo-well, babe, and it's way down below

I'm going h'ist your hood, mama,
I'm bound to check your oil
I'm going h'ist your hood, mama,
I'm bound to check your oil
I got a woman that I'm loving,
way down in Arkansas
Now you know the coils ain't even buzzing
Little generator won't get the spark
Motor's in a bad condition, you gotta have
These batteries charged
I'm crying, Please,
ple-hease don't do me wrong
Who's been driving my Terraplane now for
you-hoo since I've been gone

Mr. Highwayman,
ple-hease don't block the road
Eeeeee heeeee
eee-hease don't block the road
'Cause she's regist'ring a cold one hundred,
and I'm booked till I got to go

Hmmmmmmmmmm hmmmmmmmmmm
hmmmmm hmmm hmmm
Eeeeeeeeeeee
you can hear me weep and moan
Who's been driving my Terraplane now for
you-hoo since I've been gone

I'm gonna get deep down in this connection,
keep on tangling with your wires
I'm gonna get deep down in this connection,
whoo-well keep on tangling with the wires
And when I mash down on your little starter,
then your spark plug would give me fire