Old Crow Medicine Show – That Evening Sun (Guitar)

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The alley dogs are barking chickens crowing down the lane

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I feel just like that rooster with his mournful low refrain

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With the sundown on my shoulder justa hanging 'round the yard

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I'll be leaving here tomorrow gonna catch an empty car

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There's a thousand constellations in that brilliant beaming sky

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But the earth is just one station on that lonesome starry line

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There's a distant whistle blowing down a rusty stretch of track

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And I'm just an empty coal car on a train not coming back

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Well I hate to see that evening sun go down

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When it's lonesome coming down my trail

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And I know this train will take me where I'm bound

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But I hate to see that evening sun go down

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Well the sidewalks have their street lamps, the city has their glow

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And the poorboy has the moonlight walking in his shadow

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But the nighttime can't be trusted to return the morning sun

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And my eyes have not adjusted to this black face I've got on

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Well I hate to see that evening sun go down

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When it's lonesome coming down my trail

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And I know this train will take me where I'm bound

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But I hate to see that evening sun go down

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Don't the nighttime make you lonesome for that early morning sun

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For that light upon that engine reaching t'wards the dawn

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You can spend your whole life racing down rusty railroad lines

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It's the setting sun your chasing in that dark and rolling sky

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Well I hate to see that evening sun go down

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When it's lonesome coming down my trail

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And I know this train will take me where I'm bound

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But I hate to see that evening sun go down