作词 : Cordle, Rushing

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 sit alone and think about
An old love from the past
Do you feel a bit more empty every time you raise your glass
The memory 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 crying fiddle
Has the sweetest sound on earth
If you shudder at the music of a hoedown in the pines

You're on lonesome standard time

There's a bigger clock a-ticking
It crosses every zone
The first time your old heart broke
Was the time you turned it on
It don't never need a-winding 'cause 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 crying fiddle
Has the sweetest sound on earth
If you shudder at the music of a hoedown in the pines

You're on lonesome standard time

Well if you shudder at the music of a hoedown in the pines

You're on lonesome standard time