Paroles
Another day is dropping westward, slipping away
Sounds of machines, motors and men quieten out, less the dim
Sundown, tally the pay
The labouring man welcomes the grey
Many of wife with a kiss at the door
New lipstick, not worn before
Sundown, turn over your wheel
A plowboy whistling back from the field
Many-a mother counts one day less
Till someone returns
A voice to repeat with a silent heart said
I prayed for them receive daily bread
Millions of hearts beat as one sound
In loves perfection, together at sundown
Mothers, shepherds, count the table around
Thankful the lands are still in at sundown
Sundown, desert sand
Begin to cool the hot face of tanned
Gave me this day, allowed me to live
At every sundown thanks I give
So listen and you will feel love universal
Personal reel
Just drift with the tide
Released and unwound
Love at sundown