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.
Melody
When shadows fall
And trees whis-per day is ending
My thoughts are ever wending Home
When crickets call
My heart is ever yearning
Once more to be returning Home
Bridge
When the hills conceal the seting sun
Stars begin apeeping one by one
Night covers all
And, though fortune may forsake me
Sweet dreams will ever take me Home.