Now I lay me down to weep count my tears instead of sheep
Say my prayers turn out the light but I just lay and weep all night
Now I lay me down to cry pray the Lord that I might die
But each morning I awake and listen to my poor heart break
If only I could sleep at night I’d dream that you would hold me tight
But I can’t dream and I can’t sleep so I just lay me down to weep
Sleep won’t come to cryin' eyes and my poor heart just can’t realize
That now you’re in another’s keep so I’ll just lay me down to weep
Sleep won’t come to cryin' eyes…
I’ll just lay me down to weep
listening to Skeeter Davis' songs always brings me back to the beautiful memories in my childhood with tears..oh..if only I could relive all those nice times and ages as a child.and teenager...
I would remember a year or so before she died that she was on the TV portion of the Grand'ol Opry and it was apparent she was going through her cancer treatment and the one thing that struck me was her courage, her optimistic attitude and we new (so did she) the inevitable, but she was an inspiration to us all. Wish you were still here sweetie! A loving fan
Skeeter's voice had an inherent sadness to it that I think helped her sing so many downbeat and poignant songs so well. It's no wonder either; if you read her autobiography, you can see she had a very rough, strange life, but she still made it out with a beautiful voice and a beautiful soul
I was born in 1961 grew up listening to skeeter davis, jim Reeves, Conway Twitty, those were the greatest years in country music. Where has it all gone