Won't you hold my hand at the end of the day?

The stars will all come out as the light fades away...

and we'll sit by the fire, and we'll sing and we'll play.

Won't you hold my hand at the end of the day?



There's nothin' better than singin' a song with all your compadres singin' along...

watchin' the moon risin' up in the sky with the heavens above and your friends by your side.



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If you listen you might hear the hoot of an owl,

While up in the distance coyotes will howl,

We'll tell our ghost stories and try not to fear,

I know it won't scare me if I have you right here,



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