(Robinson/Harburg)
My seed is sown now, my field is plowed;
My flesh is bone now, my back is bowed.
[Refrain:]
So hurry, sundown, be on your way,
And hurry me a sun-up from this beat-up sundown day.
Hurry down, sundown, be on your way;
Weave me tomorrow out of today.
Tomorrow's breeze now, blows clear and loud;
I'm off my knees now, I'm standing proud.
[Refrain]
My sorrow's song, now, just must break through,
That brave new dawn, now, long overdue.
[Refrain]
Hurry down, sundown, get thee be gone,
Get lost in the sunrise, of a new dawn.
Hurry down, sundown, take the old day,
Wrap it in new dreams, send it my way!
Send it my way!
Send it my way!
