| Every night, when the sun goes down |
| Every night, when the sun goes down |
| Every night, when the sun goes down |
| 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 Marble town |
| I wish the Lord my train would come |
| I wish the Lord my train would come |
| I wish the Lord my train would come |
| and take me back |
| where I come from |
| I wish the Lord my babe was born |
| sitting on his daddy’s knee |
| and me, poor girl, was dead and gone |
| with green grass growing over me |
| Every night, when the sun goes down |
| Every night, when the sun goes down |
| Every night, when the sun goes down |
| I hang down my head |
| and mournful cry |