| Goodnight sweet Tender, the veil is on the loom
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| The coyotes are yippee yi yaying, they sing a lonesome tune
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| All of my life I’m a-rambling so you’re in my stead
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| I like awake and wonder at every bedtime tale
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| So keep the coals a-glowing and keep my true love dreaming
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| Goodnight sweet Tender, goodnight
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| I met a man wandering down in Harbortown
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| He begged from me a dollar, he drank the dollar down
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| He said I am a sailor swallowed by the war
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| a soldier drenched and salty cast back to the shore
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| And now I’m good for nothing except to drink and dream
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| Goodnight sweet Tender, the veil is on the loom
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| The coyotes are yippee yi yaying, they sing a lonesome tune
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| All of my life I’m a-rambling so you’re in my stead
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| I like awake and wonder at every bedtime tale
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| So keep the coals a-glowing and keep my true love dreaming
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| Goodnight sweet Tender, goodnight
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| I met a maiden widowed in a coalman’s town
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| She said once I had a true love then came the mountain down
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| And all my relations swallowed by the mines
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| We worked for the nickels when we needed dimes
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| They fed us for a while but took us before our time
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| Goodnight sweet Tender, the veil is on the loom
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| The coyotes are yippee yi yaying, they sing a lonesome tune
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| And I’ll like awake and wonder at every bedtime tale
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| Goodnight, goodnight |