Lyrics Little Gray Home In the West - Sons of the Pioneers

When the golden sun sinks in the hills
And the toil of the long day is o'er
Though, the road may be long in the lilt of a song
I forget I was weary before

Far ahead, where the blue shadows fall
I shall come to contentment and rest
And the toils of the day will be all charmed away
In my little gray home in the west

There are hands that will welcome me in
There are lips that I'm burning to kiss
There are two eyes that shine, just because they are mine
And a thousand things other men miss

It's a corner of Heaven itself
Though, it's only a tumbled-down nest
But, with love blooming there, why, no place and compare
With my little gray home in the west