The night I'm downhearted, for though we have parted
I love you and I always will
And while I'm so lonely, I'm writing you only
to see if you care for me still.
Are you lonesome tonight? Do you miss me tonight?
Are you sorry we drifted apart?
Does your memory stray to a bright summer day
when I kissed you and called you sweetheart?
Do the chairs in your parlor seem empty and bare?
Do you gaze at your doorstep and picture me there?
Is your heart filled with pain, shall I come back again?
Tell me, dear, are you lonesome tonight? (fine)
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