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