Classic Poem

Every night when the sun goes in,
Every True love, don't weep, true love, don't mourn,
True love, don't night when the sun goes in,
Every night when the sun goes weep, true love, don't mourn
True love, don't weep nor mourn for in,
I hang down my head and mournful cry. me,
I'm goin' away to Marbletown.

2

I wish to the Lord that train would come
I wish to the Lord that train would come
I wish to the Lord that train would come
To take me back where I come from.

3

It's once my apron hung down low,
It's once my apron hung down low,
It's once my apron hung down low,
He'd follow me through both sleet and snow.

4

It's now my apron's to my chin
It's now my apron's to my chin
It's now my apron's to my chin
He'll face my door and won't come in.