Johnny Cash, The Tennessee Two - So Doggone Lonesome

I do my best to hide this lowdown feeling
I try to make believe there's nothing wrong
But they're always asking me about you, darling
And it hurts me so to tell 'em that you're gone

If they ask me, I guess, I'd be denying
That I've been unhappy all alone
But if they heard my heart, they'd hear it crying
"Where's my darling, when's she coming home?"