Down this road
On a Monday morning
Came a-riding
Three strangers

Down this road
On a Monday morning
Came a-riding
Three strangers

There was one wearing green
And one a peacock feather
And one wearing overshoes
Against the wintry weather

And they gave me
Six white horses
For to carry
My load
And they beckoned
Me to follow
And they took me
Down this road

Almost any day when I’m weary
Almost any day when I’m blue
Almost any day when I’m weary
Almost any day when I’m blue
I’d like to take a train and ride it
Or dig a whole and crawl inside it
Almost any day when I’m weary
Almost any day when I’m blue
It’s surprising
Realizing
What a little bit of dreaming can do

Almost any day when I’m blue