When the mornin sun comes peepin oer the mountains And natures melody begins to play I wonder how a song that seems to be so short and sweet Could be as good again another day Oh, I loved you with a passion hot as sun And I picture when you were as fresh as spring I held you when the autumn wind blew in the winter cold And warmed you till the meadow turned to green Now the evenin sun is sinking, moving homeward As I bid another peaceful day goodbye Our home is on the south side of an old hill country town Nestled here beneath the Texas sky And when you touch my hand, I know that you still love me And I know you know Ill always feel the same Till every seasons day has come and gone and come and gone And come and gone and come and gone again
gone, sun, peepin, nestled, warmed