lay down and rest
ye weary souls,
this day's come
to it's end.

forget your worries
and your woes,
for darkness
has come again.

from sunrise you've
trod the fields,
planting and reaping,
the cycle never ends.

lay down and rest
ye weary souls,
this day's come
to it's end.

your wet skin glistens
from work in the hot sun,
your muscles sore
when each day is done.

start work early, sun up,
finish work late, sun down,
the bank says you're
behind, it's a sin.

you swear your day
is never done
till darkness
has come again,
so,

lay down and rest
ye weary souls,
this day has come
to it's end.