Blow The Candle Out Songtext

When I sailed into Portland town, I called upon my dear. Her
window held a candle. It's light shone bright and clear.
I walked up to her doorstep. I knew she was within. Her candle
told the story, boys, and I was home again.

I like her good behaviour. I like her easy way. I cannot sleep
contented. The night seems like the day.
To sail in muddy weather, it makes me want to shout and roll her
in my arms, boys, and blow the candle out.

When I got home to Portland, 'twas as I said before. The candle
at the window and my love at the door.
We let the candle go, boys. We had no care or strife. We went to
see the parson and she became my wife.

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And when we have a baby, boys, we'll name him after me. She'll
keep him neat and kiss him and rock him on her knee,
And when this trip is over, I'll sail no more about. Yes, I'll
remain in Portland, Maine, to blow the candle out.

Kingston Trio Blow The Candle Out songtext