Print

A house up on the hillside, a hell hound in the yard and there he's standing guard and watching People look though the window, a casket inside Today's the day he day, by roadside Wind blows hard, the wind blows cold Sun goes down, Sun goes down I'll meet you on that lonesome dark road Sun goes down, Sun goes down I'll meet you in the evening, on the other side of town The sun is going down, I'll see you Standing in the graveyard, lit up by the moon beside your empty tomb, I'll see you Day works hard and dusty, dirty yellow sky The day that he died I head you talkin to me, from another room I heard you call my name, I knew that he came to me Wind blows hard, the wind blows cold Sun goes down, Sun goes down I'll meet you on that lonesome dark road Sun goes down, Sun goes down From Letras Mania