Day is Done (Peter Yarrow) Tell me why you are crying, my son Are you frightened like most everyone Is it the thunder in the distance you hear Will it help if I stay very near, I am here And if you take my hand, my son, All will be well when the day is done And if you take my hand, my son All will be well when the day is done Day is done, when the day is done Day is done, when the day is done Day is done, when the day is done Day is done So you ask why I'm sighing, my son You must inherit what mankind has done In this world full of sorrow and woe If you ask me why this is so, I don't know Why are you smiling, my son Is there a secret you can tell everyone Do you know more than men that are wise Can you see what we all must disguise, through your loving eyes copyright Peter Yarrow dc
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