The Goodnight Loving Trail Hardy & Massengill/The Folk Brothers

[Verse 1]
Too old to wrangle or ride in the swing
You beat that triangle, you curse everything
If dirt was a kingdom then you'd be the king

[Chorus]
On the Goodnight trail, on the Loving trail
Our "old woman's" lonesome tonight
Your French harp blows like a lone bawlin' calf
It's a wonder the wind don't tear off your skin
Get in there and blow out the light

[Verse 2]
With your snake-oils and herbs and your liniment too
You can do anything that a doctor can do
Except find a cure for your own goddamned stew

[Chorus]
On the Goodnight trail, on the Loving trail
Our "old woman's" lonesome tonight
Your French harp blows like a lone bawlin' calf
It's a wonder the wind don't tear off your skin
Gеt in there and blow out the light

[Verse 3]
Thе cook fires are all out and the coffee's all gone
The boys are all up and they're raisin' the dawn
And you're still sittin' there lost in a song