In the evening time
As stars begin to shine
It is a favorite of mine
With my woman so fine.
Sitting in a front porch swing,
Talking ‘bout everything
Hearing the crickets sing
And creatures of the night take wing.
We swing away the hours in each others arms,
While sampling each other’s charms
Feeling safe from all harm,
Such is our life here on the farm.
Our time is nigh time to go in,
Here come the white coated men
To resist we cannot win,
As they take us back to our cells my friend.