Bells Of The Evening lyrics

Bells of the evening, O sing to my love
Tell her I miss her, my own turtledove
The streets of the old town are covered with rain
I think I might never know true love again

I`m lost with no road signs to guide me
A slave to my whiskey and dreams
Bells of the evening, O bells that I love
I`ve got some feelings I long to be rid of

I`m not one to ramble; I`m not one to boast
Though I had one lover more lovely than most
She was a country girl born to be free
Who took to the city by chance there to find me

Bells of the evening go pealin`
I`m down here listenin` to you
Bells of the evening, O bells of the sea
Tell her that I love her, that I`m lost and so lonely

Bells of the evening, your sweet Sunday sound
Reminds me of the redwoods and moss covered ground
So if I should wander on back to the coast
Tell her to remember it`s her I need the most

I`m caught by the minstrel`s misfortune
Of being forever displaced
Bells of the evening, O bells of the sea
Tell her that I love her; That I`m lost I`m so lonely