Evening Hymn
another day gone, another one comin'
another dollar earned, another dollar spent
lay down your head my pretty darlin'
you are weary you must rest
night winds are soft, crickets are singin'
and the stars are dancin' overhead
summer dreams are twistin' in the willows
you are lyin' in your bed
we all work to earn our comforts
we all walk a long and dusty road
but in the ease of every evening
you lay down your heavy load
may all your dreams be peaceful
may you find a middle way
may the angels bless and keep you
at the closing of the day