(One of the most generally popular. Known variously as "Two Tall Mountains", "Lonesome" and "the squirrel thing")
lyrics
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In between two tall mountains
there's a place they call lonesome,
Don't see why they call it lonesome,
I'm never lonesome when I go there.
See that bird,
Sittin’ on my windowsill?
He's singing “whippoorwill”,
All the night through.
See that brook,
Runnin’ by my kitchen door?
He couldn't talk no more,
If it was you.
Up that tree
There's sort of a squirrel thing.
Sounds just like we did
When we were quarreling.
In the yard,
I keep a pig or two.
They drop in for dinner
Like you used to do.
I don't stand
In the need of company,
With everything I see
Talkin’ like you.
Up that tree
There's sort of a squirrel thing.
Sounds just like we did
When we were quarreling.
You may think you left me all alone,
But I can hear you talk
Without a telephone.
I don't stand
In the need of company,
With everything I see
Talkin’ like you.
See that bird,
Sittin’ on my windowsill?
He's singing “whippoorwill”,
All the night through.
Just “whippoorwill”,
All the night through.
In between two tall mountains,
There's a place they call lonesome.
Don't see why they call it lonesome,
I'm never lonesome now I live there.
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