Lay down your weary tune, lay down,
Lay down the song you strum,
And rest yourself ´neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.

Struck by the sounds before the sun,
I knew the night had gone.
The morning breeze like a bugle blew
Against the drums of dawn.
Lay down your weary tune, lay down,
Lay down the song you strum,
And rest yourself ´neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.

The ocean wild like an organ played
The seaweed´s woven strands.
The crashin´ waves like cymbals clashed
Against the rocks and sands.
Lay down your weary tune, lay down,
Lay down the song you strum,
And rest yourself ´neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.

I stood unwound beneath the skies
And clouds unbound by laws.
The cryin´ rain like a trumpet sang
And asked for no applause.
Lay down your weary tune, lay down,
Lay down the song you strum,
And rest yourself ´neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.

The last of leaves fell from the trees
And clung to a new love´s breast.
The branches bare like a banjo played
To the winds that listened best.

I gazed down in the river´s mirror
And watched its winding strum.
The water smooth ran like a hymn
And like a harp did hum.

Lay down your weary tune, lay down,
Lay down the song you strum,
And rest yourself ´neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.