When white clouds go sailin'
To make my wedding gown,
Then we'll go trailin'
To the valley where the evening sun goes down.
When leaves are turning brown,
We'll end our roaming
In the valley where the evening sun goes down.
We'll build a home in our valley there,
And watch it grow into a town
And you can sit in your rockin' chair
And watch the evening sun go down,
The evening sun go down.