At the close of the day when the sun sinks away below the western sea Then I'll seek my rest in a little love nest built for Carrie Anita and me A big mora's chair awaits for me there beside a bright log fire My babe at my knee and my wife sings with me while I srtum on my old guitar In fact we're as happy as happy can be every evening just Carrie Anita and me [ ac.guitars ] Everything may go wrong as I pull all day long but when the shadows fall Then the cares of the day slip softly away as I hear that old home call A big mora's chair...