Hey, I'm feeling lonesome.
I'm a thousand miles away.
I'm feeling so lonesome.
I'm a thousand miles away.
I miss that woman I'm loving.
I miss her night and day.
I've got a pocket full of loose
change and I call up on the telephone.
I've got a pocket full of loose change.
I call up on the telephone.
I hear a voice coming down the line saying,
daddy, won't you please come home?
I call her in the morning.
She says she's feeling fine.
I call her two hours later.
The little girl, she starts to cry.
I call her in the afternoon to let her know she's on my mind.
Call her in the evening,
wish I could hold her body next to mine.
It's no wonder I feel lonesome.
No wonder I feel blue.
When you're a thousand miles away,
what can a poor man do?
What can I do?
I'm feeling so lonesome sitting in some motel room.
I'm feeling so lonesome sitting in another motel room.
I miss that woman I'm loving and hope that I'll be back home soon.
I call her in the morning.
She says she's feeling fine.
I call her two hours later.
The little girl, she starts to cry.
Call her in the afternoon to let her know she's on my mind.
Call her in the evening,
wish I could hold her body next to mine.
It's no wonder I feel lonesome.
No wonder I feel blue.
When you're a thousand miles away,
what can a poor man do?
I'm feeling so lonesome sitting here all alone.
I'm feeling so lonesome sitting here all alone.
And I can tell you that I'm tired of making love on the telephone.