Over by the wildwood, hot summer night.
We lay in the tall grass, til the mornin' light come shining
If I had my way I'd never get the urge to roam.
Sometimes I serve my country , sometimes I stay at home.
Just don't put me in a frame upon a mantel
Where memories grow dusty old and grey.
Don't leave me alone in the twilight.
Twilight is the loneliest time of day .
And I never gave it a second thought, it never crossed my mind.
To what is right or what is not. I'm not the judgin' kind.
But I would steel your darkness and the storms from your skies.
We've all got certain trials burnin' up inside.
Just don't send me no distant salutations.
Or silly souvenirs from far away.
Don't leave me alone in the twilight.
Twilight is the loneliest time of day.
And don't put me in a frame upon a mantel.
Where memories grow dusty old and grey.
Don't leave me alone in the twilight.
Twilight is the loneliest time a day.
There's a hole in my bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza,
There's a hole in my bucket, dear Liza, a hole.
Then fix it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
Then fix it, dear Henry, dear Henry, fix it.
With what shall I fix it, dear Liza, dear Liza?
With what shall I fix it, dear Liza, with what?
With a straw, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
With straw, dear Henry, dear Henry, with straw. ETC., ETC...
Thought-provoking and so beautiful for the atmosphere of that room. Love the contrast of colors, so warm and cold at the same time, beautiful lamp, shades and wooden wall! BV.
