(Thomas Baker Knight)

There's a place where lovers go to cry their troubles away
And they call it Lonesome Town, where the broken hearts stay
You can buy a dream or two to last you all through the years
And the only price you pay is a heart full of tears

Going down to Lonesome Town, where the broken hearts play
Going down to Lonesome Town to cry my troubles away

In the town of broken dreams, the streets are filled with regrets
Maybe down in Lonesome Town, I can learn to forget
Maybe down in Lonesome Town, I can learn to forget.