When white clouds go sailinTo make my wedding gown,
Then we'll go trailinTo the valley where the evening sun goes down.
And hidden away in the gloaminWhen 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.