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