There are some folks
I used to know
Who used to smile
And say hello,
And spin the world
And turn the page
Entertaining
From the stage

Father time
Forever true
Loves its own
And me and you
Disappear just like the sun,
When the day is done.

The world is falling down,
hold my hand
It's a lonely sound,
hold my hand
We'll follow the breeze
And go like the wind
And look for a place
Where the willows bend
The world is falling down,
Hold my hand, hold my hand,
Hold my hand, hold my hand

Summer's gone
And winter's here
We had a lot of rain this year
The news is really very sad
The time is late,
The fruit is bad
The morning's come
And roosters crow
But people have no place to go
And disappear
Just like the sun
When the day is done

The world is falling down
Hold my hand
It's a lonely sound
Hold my hand
We'll follow the sund
And live for the day
And look for a place
Where the children play
The world is falling down
Hold my hand,
Hold my hand
Hold my hand
Hold my hand

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Writer(s): ABBEY LINCOLN