"Mourning Dove" lyrics
Pitney Meyer (Mo Pitney & Johnny Meyer) Lyrics
"Mourning Dove"
Mourning dove in the evening time
Just singin' soft and low
Bringin' rest to a restless mind
And I wanted you to know
I watched the sunrise from a dew soaked meadow
Spent the day behind the plow
Lookin' ahead to make a long straight furrow
But it's all behind me now
Mourning dove in the evening time
Just singin' soft and low
Bringin' rest to a restless mind
And I wanted you to know
I still remember when we felt like children
We had children of our own
We dance to the tune that we were given
But now the sun is sinking low
Mourning dove in the evening time
Just singin' soft and low
Bringin' rest to a restless mind
And I wanted you to know
Mourning dove in the evening time
Just singin' soft and low
Bringin' rest to a restless mind
And I wanted you to know
That your love stood the test of time
And I wanted you to know
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album:
"Cherokee Pioneer" (2025)
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