Teksty:
Brown Jim Ed Evening

keep you from your going when the day is done Makes me wish that I was tall enough to reach the sky and stop the sun But I can see the evening shadows

wish I'd've had a Cadillac For who would notice me just drivin' this model T I was looking back to see... [ piano - guitar ] Now listen baby it doesn't matter to me Even

page is torn and hard to read But the fam'ly bible on the table Will ever be my key to memories. At the end of day when work was over And when the evening

gone But it was in the early evening when I finally made it home She'd come running to my arms when I'd call It was in the early evening when our world

I'm as free as the breeze I'll do as I please just a bummin' around I've got a million friends I don't feel any older I've got nothing to lose not even

fussin' and a fightin' and you know I just can't stay Baby pack your leavin' bag and you know we've got to leave today Just exactly where I cannot say but we might even

to run But slowly he began to count and I went for my gun Then out of whip his hand lashed out so quick I couldn't see Before I even touched my gun his

only thought about all the things I had to do All I did was turn away when all she wanted me to say was I love you [ strings ] Evening starts to spread

lyin' there in Matilda's room Matilda's arms were warm and willing Matilda's arms were mine to share Seems they found the need within they never even