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
But father time forever true
Loves its own and me and you
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 breeze and go like the wind
And look for a place where the willows bend
Oh, the world is falling down, 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 nowhere 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 sun and live for the day
And look for a place where the children play
Oh, the world is falling down, hold my hand
Hold my hand, hold my hand
Oh, the world is falling down, hold my hand
Hold my hand, hold my hand

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Writer(s): ABBEY LINCOLN