... Lonesome, lonesome...

One day, I rode up into butte country.

Lonesome?

Alone and solitary figure...

Oh, Ashley, how you do run on.

So the onelegged jockey said...

lonely riding on the moors with no one at your side.

Lonely?

He wants to learn how to ride a unicycle.

Have the riders drop back!

France Alone?

Not alone.

Sure, I get lonesome.

Alone in the silence

Alone! As always, boy, as always.

Lonesome.

You and the rich lonely widow all alone in that house with a gramophone blaring The Mikado.

Arriba los buenos jinetes! Above of The Best Riders

Except my loneliness.

Solitude is tragic.

And this is one of many ways that we think other cultures offset this kind of lonely period.

One Hundred Days of Solitude

I'm lonely.

I'm so lonely.

There is only loneliness.

They say your grandfather was a great rider. Do you ride, too?

You could have a horse that's been abused by a rider.

No. You ought to...

Come on, Miss Slouch, come on. Even the best of horsemen should avoid the bottle.

What did you expect? A onelegged jockey?

Only frustrated people smoke too much, and only the lonely are frustrated.

That's right, Lonesome.

I know all about Loneliness. Only, I don't whine about it.

You're lonely, but... you ain't touched.

I am alone.

She got lonely.

'Bid farewell to loneliness,

I'll be lonely.

Admitted to the Sovereign Military Order of Malta, as Knight of Honour and Devotion, 1989

Looks like the boys are comin' back.

Are we alone? SETI.

We're all alone.

Personality, Lonesome Rhodes!

So, she was always alone,

He's a lone wolf.