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

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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

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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

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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