(by freddy king and sonny thompson) I've got to ride that lonesome train. My heart is heavy with aches and pain. I said but someday, someday baby, After a while, you will be sorry. Every day my clouds are grey; It takes you to roll all those clouds away. I said but someday, someday baby, After a while, you will be sorry. Trouble, trouble, trouble on my mind. Trouble, trouble, way down the line. I don't need, i don't need no sympathy, So babe, babe, don't you, don't you pity me. I may be blue, but i don't mind, Because i know way down the line, I said someday, someday baby, After a while, you will be sorry.