The Lonely, The Lonesome & The Gone - Lee Ann Womack

Nobody writes goodbye notes

And takes off to God-only-knows

On trains anymore

And to tell you the truth

I don’t really see much use

In walking the floor

Old songs make it sound so cool

To be a half-drunk, heartbroke fool

When that fool is you, it’s not

And the only way this heartache

Is like an old Hank Williams song

Is the lonely, the lonesome and the gone

There’s a place down by the mall

But it ain’t what you’d call a honky-tonk

They got a new jukebox

Filled up with country rock

'Cause that’s what folks want

I don’t know why no one sings about

Drowning in pitchers and half-priced wings

And trying to wish back everything they’ve lost

Yeah, the only way this heartache

Is like an old Hank Williams song

Is the lonely, the lonesome and the gone

He never sang about watching a Camry pulling out

Of a crowded apartment parking lot

But I guess in some way every heartache

Is like an old Hank Williams song

There’s the lonely, the lonesome and the gone

There’s the lonely, the lonesome and the gone