John McCutcheon Every Night
Every night when the sun goes in.
Every night when the sun goes in.
Every night when the sun goes in
I hang down my head and mournful cry.
True love don't weep, true love don't mourn.
True love don't weep, true love don't mourn.
True love don't weep, true love don't mourn,
I'm going away to Marbletown.
I wish to the Lord my babe was born,
Sitting on his mama's knee
And me poor boy were dead and gone
With the green grass growing over me.
Every night when the sun goes in.
Every night when the sun goes in.
Every night when the sun goes in
I hang down my head and mournful cry.