I've got to ride that lonesome train. My heart is heavy with aches and pain. [Chorus:] I said but someday, someday baby, After a while, You will be sorry. Every day, my clouds are grey; It takes you to roll all those clouds away. [Chorus] Trouble, trouble, trouble on my mind. Trouble, trouble, way down the line. I don't need, I don't need no sympathy, So babe, babe, don't you, don't you pity me. I may be blue, but I don't mind, Because I know way down the line, [Chorus]