Patsy Cline was a favorite of mine.
I go out walkin after midnight out in the moonlight
just like we used to do
I go out walkin in the moonlight searchin for you
I stop to see a weepin willow cryin on his pillow
Maybe he's cryin for meee
And as the stars seem gloomy, night winds whisper to me
I'm lonesome as I can be
"The more I traveled the more I realized that fear makes strangers of people who should be friends." - Shirley MacLaine