Lyrics Hans Theessink

Hans Theessink

Darkest Hour

Oh the sun is nearly rising

And the night is almost gone

And the night is almost gone

The darkest hour is just before dawn

Won't you cuddle up a little closer

Mama won't you hold my hand

Mama won't you hold my hand

The blues is creeping on me

Got to loose 'em if I can

Oh, the sun is nearly rising

I can hear the rooster crowing

Mama 't ain't long fore day

Mama 't ain't long fore day

Wait for the sunshine

To drive my blues away

Oh, the sun is nearly rising