| When shadows fall
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| And trees whisper day’s ending
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| My thoughts are ever wending home
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| When crickets call
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| My heart is forever yearning
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| Once more to be returning home
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| When the hills conceal the setting sun
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| Stars begin a-peeping one by one
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| Night covers all
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| And though fortune may forsake me
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| Sweet dreams will ever take me home
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| Evening marks the close of day
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| Skies of blue begin to gray
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| Crimson hues are fading in the west
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| Evening ever brings to me
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| Dreams of days that used to be
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| Memories of those I love the best
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| When shadows fall
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| And trees whisper day is ending
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| My thoughts are ever wending home
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| When crickets call
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| My heart is forever yearning
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| Once more to be returning home
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| Loving arms are waiting there for me
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| Precious lips to kiss so tenderly
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| Night covers all
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| And though misfortune may befall me
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| Sweet dreams will ever call me
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| They’ll be calling, calling, calling me home |