I feel everyone is wearing a tuxedo
And I am wearing brown shoes .
I have the lonesome blues .
I sometimes do not know what to do .
I just sit by the old dusty bar stools .
I just don't feel like I fit in today
So I write my thoughts down
When ever I can .
When I write , I don't feel so lonesome ,
I feel like I am talking to all of my friends .
I will pray about it today
As I try to get away ,
I will try to clear my mind
As I go for a run again .
By Brock
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