Evening bells, evening bells
How many a stroy you`ve got to tell
Of youth and home and that sweet time
When last I heard your soothing chime
Those lovely days they are past away
And many a heart that then was gay
Within the tomb now darkly dwells
And no more to hear evening bells
And so it will be when I am gone
That tunefull sound will still ring on
While other bards will walk with these bells
And sing your praise sweet evening bells
Evening bells, evening bells
How many a stroy you`ve got to tell
Of youth and home and that sweet time
When last I heard your soothing chime