TWILIGHT WITH ROBBIE ROBERTSON WRITER ROBBIE ROBERTSON Over by the wildwood Hot summer night We lay in the tall grass til the mornin' light If I had my way I'd never get the urge to roam A young man serves his country and an old man guards the home Never gave a second thought Never crossed my mind What's right and what's not I'm not the judgin' kind I could take the darkness oh Storms in the skies But we all got certain trials burnin' up inside Don't send me no distant salutations or silly souvenirs from far away Don't leave me alone in the twilight Twilight is the loneliest time a day Don't put me in a frame upon the mantel 'Fore memories turn dusty old and grey Don't leave me alone in the twilight Twilight is the loneliest time a day