The Grey Time
(from "Autumn Soliloquy" by Stan Jones)
Leaves are fallin’
Wild geese are callin’
The skies are red each dawn.
The autumn breeze the waters tease,
So they’ve put their white caps on.
All nature’s asleep
‘Neath a blanket snowflakes bring
‘Til softly kissed upon the cheek
By the warm gentle breath of Spring.
Now, should I follow the geese and the swallow,
Or thru the long nite yearn
And stay with the leaves from the barren trees,
And wait for your return?
(Read by Calin Coburn)
When Lloyd Perryman died, Bob Nolan, knowing how much he'd loved Stan Jones' song, copied out the verse and sent it to Buddy (who thought Bob had written it himself). Thus, it was presented in "Hear My Song, the Story of the Celebrated Sons of the Pioneers" as a Bob Nolan composition when it was actually written by Stan Jones.
Click here to listen to Lloyd himself sing and talk about the song in 1974.