Lay Down Your Weary Tune - Live at Carnegie Hall, New York, NY - October 1963

Lay down, lay down your weary tune

Lay down a 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 seaweeds wove its strands

The crashin' waves like cymbals clashed

Against the rocks and the 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 moaned

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