Well, every time it rains
Babe, I run to my window
All I do is wring my hands and moan
Listen to that thunder rolling
Hear that lonesome wind blow
Tell me, baby, why you been gone so long
Tell me, baby, why you been gone so long
You been gone so long
Tell me, baby, why you been gone so long
Wind a-scratchin' at my door
And I can hear that lonesome wind moan
Tell me, baby, why you been gone so long
Someone said they thought they saw you roaring down in Reno
With a big oil man from San Antone
They tell me I'm a fool to pine for you
But what do they know
Tell me, baby, why you been gone so long
Tell me, baby, why you been gone so long
You been gone so long
Tell me baby, why you been gone so long
Wind a-scratchin' at my door
And I can hear that lonesome wind moan
Tell me, baby, why you been gone so long
Well, there ain't nothing I wanna do
Well, I guess I could go get stoned
And let the past paint pictures on my head
Kill a fifth of Thunderbird and lay down
And try to write a sad song
Tell me, baby, why you been gone so long
Tell me, baby, why you been gone so long
Been gone so long
Tell me, baby, why you been gone so long
Wind a-scratchin' at my door
And I can hear that lonesome wind moan
Tell me, baby, why you been gone so long
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Tell me, baby, why you been gone so long

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