-7 6 -7 6 -7 6 -4 Hear that lone-some whip-poor-will, 6 -7 6 -7 6 -4 he sounds too blue to fly. -7 7 7 7 7 -8 -7 -4 The mid-night train is whin-ing low, -7 7 -8 -7 -6 -7 -6 6 I'm so lone-some I cou-ld cry. 6 -7 6 -7 6 -7 6 -4 I've nev-er seen a night so long 6 -7 6 -7 6 -4 when time goes crawl-ing by. -7 7 7 7 7 -8 -7 -4 The moon just went be-hind a cloud -7 7 -8 -7 -6 -7-6 6 t-o hide its face an-d cry.