When the Sun Goes Down - The Brothers Four

Every night, when the sun goes down

Every night, when the sun goes down

Every night, when the sun goes down

Hang my head, and mournful cry:

You’re gone!

You’re gone!

My own true love, you’re gone!

Our love was new on that yesterday;

Our love was true on that yesterday;

The love we knew on that yesterday

Has grown cold;

you’re gone away

Now I’m alone in this empty town;

I’m so alone in this dreary town

And I call for my own true love

Every night, when the sun goes down:

You’re gone!

You’re gone!

My own true love, you’re gone!

My own true love, you’re gone!