I get so weary in the evenin When the suns goin down. I get so weary in the evenin When the suns goin down. I get so lonesome whine My baby's not around. When I go to bed at night And the birds begin to call. When I go to bed at night And the birds begin to call. I feel so sad and lonely For my baby that ain't all. Well I get up in the mornin' Just before the break of day. When I get up in the mornin' Just before the break of day. Thinking about my baby But I know she's going to stay