From the recording Lost Riders
Lyrics
If loneliness could talk, I think it might say, “Stop sending so many people my way!” I’d rather be alone, than leave me someday. The first time happiness passes their way. Ask the rich or the poor, they’re sure to agree: They’d cut off their right hand before they’d spend time with me. If happiness is so good, why’s it so hard to find? But if you’re looking for me? I’m standing right behind you with a frown. I’m standing right behind you with a frown. With a frown... With a frown... With a frown... With a frown.
