Ruth Etting At Sundown
Sunbeams are gently fading
Are slowly fading, the birds are waiting
To do their mating when eventide is nigh
Moonbeams are descending
The day is ending, a happy ending
The sun is sinking below a western sky
Every little breeze is sighing of love undying
At sundown
Every little bird is resting and feather nesting
At sundown
Each little rosebud is sleeping
While shadows are creeping
In a little cottage, cozy, the world seems rosy
At sundown
Where a loving smile will meet me and always greet me
At sundown
I seem to sigh, I'm in heaven
When night is falling and love is calling me
Low-doh, low-doh
Low-doh, low-doh
Low-doh, low-doh
Daydreams through fields of clover
Will soon be over and happy hours
With sunny flowers will wait another day
Sweet dreams have just begun, dear
The day is done, dear, when skies grow dimmer
The stars will glimmer along a scarlet sway
Every little breeze is sighing of love undying
At sundown
Every little bird is resting and feather nesting
At sundown, at sundown
Each little rosebud is sleeping
While shadows are creeping
In a little cottage, cozy, the world seems so rosy
At sundown
Where a loving smile will meet me and always greet me
At sundown
I seem to sigh, I'm in heaven, heaven
When night is falling and love is calling me
Calling, calling, calling me home