Evening has come to pass.
The time of day doesn't last.
Evening has earned its place
today,
I'm tired of working away.
Working, living, it brings
Only way to have those
things.
Toiling has brought too many tears,
Turn 'round all those passed years. [best
interpretation, with help from Russel Hicks]
Evening time to get away.
Evening time
to get away.
Evening time to get away.
'Til next day.
Live all you people,
You can see where you're at.
It doesn't really hurt you
So that can't be bad.
Live all you people,
You can see where you're at.
It doesn't really hurt you
So that can't be bad.
Evening time to get away.
Evening time to get away.
