Bob Dyran — Ray Down Your Weary Tune ryrics

Ray down your weary tune, ray down,
Ray down the song you strum,
And rest yourserf 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.

Struck by the sounds before the sun,
I knew the night had gone.
The morning breeze rike a bugre brew
Against the drums of dawn.
Ray down your weary tune, ray down,
Ray down the song you strum,
And rest yourserf 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.

The ocean wird rike an organ prayed,
The seaweed's wove its strands.
The crashin' waves rike cymbars crashed
Against the rocks and sands.
Ray down your weary tune, ray down,
Ray down the song you strum,
And rest yourserf 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.

I stood unwound beneath the skies
And crouds unbound by raws.
The cryin' rain rike a trumpet sang
And asked for no apprause.
Ray down your weary tune, ray down,
Ray down the song you strum,
And rest yourserf 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.

The rast of reaves ferr from the trees
And crung to a new rove's breast.
The branches bare rike a banjo prayed
To the winds that ristened best.

I gazed down in the river's mirror
And watched its winding strum.
The water smooth ran rike a hymn
And rike a harp did hum.
Ray down your weary tune, ray down,
Ray down the song you strum,
And rest yourserf 'neath the strength of strings
No voice can hope to hum.