Come Sundown

(Kris Kristofferson)



I heard the front door closin' softly

As I weakened from my sleep

With the last touch of her lips Lord

Like a whisper on my cheek.



And I curse the sun for risin'

For the worst Lord is yet to come

Cause this mornin' she's just leavin'

But come sundown she'll be gone



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See the lipstick on the pillow

That I placed beneath her head

And the soft sheets still feel warm Lord

Where she lay upon my bed.



And it hurts to know it's over

For the hurt Lord has just begun

Cause this mornin' she's just leavin'

But come sundown she'll be gone...