Text: Johnny Reid. Kicking Stones. Darlin'.

Darlin', I'm feelin' pretty lonesome
I'd call you on the phone some
But I don't have a dime

Darlin', you're so far behind me
Tomorrow's gonna find me
Further down the line

Taking me some paper
A pencil in my hand
I'm gonna write

Darlin', you know, I feel the cold nights
Thinking of the old nights
Spent alone with you

Darlin', a tear is in my eye now
Knowing I could try now
To make it back to you, hey

Darlin', I love you more than ever
I wish we were together
Darlin', mine

Darlin', I'm feelin' pretty lonesome
I'd call you on the phone some
But I don't have a dime

Darlin', you're so far behind me
Tomorrow's gonna find me
Further down the line

Darlin', I'm feelin' pretty lonesome
(So lonesome)
I'd call you on the phone some
(Call you on the phone some)
But I don't have a dime
(No, I don't have a dime)

Darlin'
(Pretty darlin')
Your so far behind me
(So far behind me)
Tomorrow's gonna fine me
(Tomorrow's gonna find me)
Further down the line
(Down the line)

Darlin'
(Pretty darlin')
I'm feelin' pretty lonesome
(Oh, I'm so, so lonesome)
I'd call you on the phone some
(On the phone some)
But I don't have a dime
(No, I don't have a dime)