Look up and down that lonesome road hang down your head and cry my Lord hang down your head and cry They say all good friends must part sometimes why not you and I my Lord why not you and I <♪> I wish to the Lord that I've never been born or died when I was a baby my Lord or died when I was a baby I would've not been here eating this cold cold bread and supping this salty gravy my Lord and supping this salty gravy <♪> I wish to the Lord that I've never seen your face heard your lying tongue my Lord heard your lying tongue So look up and down that lonesome road all our friends have gone my Lord and you and I must go Look up and down that lonesome road hang down your head and cry my Lord hang down your head and cry