Benjamin Dakota Rogers - Till The Morning Lyrics

Benjamin Dakota Rogers Lyrics

"Till The Morning"

Down in the valley, where the sun don't shine
There's a mineshaft deep and dark that's where death resides
And he creeps like a shadow when the day does fade
And he'll walk among the hills looking for his pray

Brown is the colour of my true love's eyes
Please don't take her tonight

Get back, boys, get back inside
Till the morning, oh, death he rides

Oh, death he watches and death he waits
For you to turn your back so he can take take take
Death he calls and my love she cries
All lonesome and high

Gold is the colour of true love's hair
Leave her and fair

Get back, boys, get back inside
Till the morning, oh, death he rides

Light fire keep out the night
Build it up burn it high
Latch the shutters and I'll stand by the door
A child before a storm

Sweet is the sound of my true loves song
Keep her howling strong

Get back, boys, get back inside
Tell the morning, oh, death he rides
Get back, boys, get back inside
Till the morning, oh, death he rides

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Writer(s): Benjamin Dakota Rogers

album: "This Ol' Way" (2025)

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"Till The Morning" lyrics

Benjamin Dakota Rogers Lyrics