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Ev'ning marks the close of day,
Skies of blue begin to grey,
Crimson hues are fading in the West;
Ev'ning ever brings to me
Dreams of days that used to be,
Memories of those I love the best.
When shadows fall
And trees whisper day is ending,
My thoughts are ever wending Home.
When the crickets call,
My heart is forever yearning,
Once more to be returning Home.
When the hills conceal the setting sun,
Stars begin a peeping one by one.
Night covers all
And, though fortune may forsake me,
Sweet dreams will ever take me Home.
When shadows fall
And trees whisper day is ending,
My thoughts are ever wending Home.
When the crickets call,
My heart is forever yearning,
Once more to be returning Home.
When the hills conceal the setting sun,
Stars begin a peeping one by one.
Night covers all
And, though fortune may forsake me,
Sweet dreams will ever take me Home.