john evereldown
Where are you going tonight, tonight
Where are you going, John Evereldown?
There's never the sign of a star in sight
Nor a lamp that's nearer than Tilbury Town
Why do you stare as a dead man might?
Where are you pointing away from the light?
And where are you going tonight, tonight
Where are you going, John Evereldown?
Right through the forest, where none can see
There's where I'm going, to Tilbury Town
The men are asleep, or awake, may be
But the women are calling John Evereldown
Ever and ever they call for me
And while they call can a man be free
So right through the forest, where none can see
There's where I'm going, to Tilbury Town
But why are you going so late, so late
Why are you going, John Evereldown?
Though the road be smooth and the path be straight
There are two long leagues to Tilbury Town
Come in by the fire, old man, and wait
Why do you chatter out there by the gate?
And why are you going so late, so late
Why are you going, John Evereldown?
I follow the women wherever they call
That's why I'm going to Tilbury Town
God knows if I pray to be done with it all
But God is no friend to John Evereldown
So the clouds may come and the rain may fall
The shadows may creep and the dead men crawl
But I follow the women wherever they call
And that's why I'm going to Tilbury Town
Lyrics: from the poem “John Evereldown” by Edwin Arlington Robinson; The Children of the Night (1890-97). Music © 2017 by Paul Cough
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