Across The Great Divide

I've been walking in my sleep Counting troubles 'stead of counting sheep. Where the years went I can't say. I just turned around and they're gone away. I've been sifting through the layers Of dusty books and faded papers That tell a story I used to know, And it was one that happened so long ago. It's gone away in yesterday, Now I find myself on the mountainside Where the rivers change direction Across the Great Divide. Now I heard the owl callin' Softly, as the night was fallin', With a question, and I replied, But he's gone across the borderline. Chorus: "He's gone away, .... .") The finest hour that I have seen Is the one that comes between The edge of night and the break of day. It's when the darkness rolls away. Chorus twice, Tag: Where the rivers change direction across the Great Divide.