Evening has come to pass.

The time of day doesn't last.

Evening has earned its place today,

I'm tired of working away.

Working, living, it brings

Only way to have those things.

Toiling has brought too many tears,

Turn 'round all those passed years. [best interpretation, with help from Russel Hicks]



Evening time to get away.

Evening time to get away.

Evening time to get away.

'Til next day.



Live all you people,

You can see where you're at.

It doesn't really hurt you

So that can't be bad.



Live all you people,

You can see where you're at.

It doesn't really hurt you

So that can't be bad.



Evening time to get away.

Evening time to get away.