TWILIGHT 

WITH ROBBIE ROBERTSON

WRITER ROBBIE ROBERTSON



Over by the wildwood

Hot summer night

We lay in the tall grass

til the mornin' light

If I had my way I'd never

get the urge to roam

A young man serves his country

and an old man guards the home

Never gave a second thought

Never crossed my mind

What's right and what's not

I'm not the judgin' kind

I could take the darkness oh

Storms in the skies

But we all got certain trials

burnin' up inside

Don't send me no distant salutations

or silly souvenirs from far away

Don't leave me alone in the twilight

Twilight is the loneliest time a day

Don't put me in a frame upon the mantel

'Fore memories turn dusty old and grey

Don't leave me alone in the twilight

Twilight is the loneliest time a day