Jim Sullivan - Lonesome Picker lyrics

I often get the feeling that I'm talking to the wind and no one hears No one listens in Then I start singing songs and music makes the whole world feel like home Sing a song and you're not alone Lilly McLean, you are standing in the rain and you are cold, hungry and afraid And you're waiting for the sunrise, the sunrise makes you feel very small Darling Lilly, aren't we all? Oh I'm believing, believing Believing that when I'm dead and gone, baby, some lonesome picker will find some healing in this song Yeah Julie get the gun, and throw it in the river, let it roll far on out to sea Let it carry the confusion, all the worry and the hatred here in me A river rolling out to sea Oh I'm believing, believing Believing that when I'm dead and gone, baby, some lonesome picker will find some healing in this song Yeah maybe some lonesome picker gonna find some healing in this song Baby, some lonesome picker just like me