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Song:  '''Blow the Candle Out'''
Artist:  '''The Kingston Trio'''
Music & Lyrics:  '''Tom Drake/Bob Shane'''
When I sailed into Portland town, I called upon my dear.<br> Her window held a candle. It's light shone bright and clear.<br>
I walked up to her doorstep. I knew she was within.<br> Her candle told the story, boys, and I was home again.
I like her good behaviour. I like her easy way.<br> I cannot sleep contented. The night seems like the day.<br>
To sail in muddy weather, it makes me want to shout<br> And roll her in my arms, boys, and blow the candle out.
When I got home to Portland, 'twas as I said before.<br> The candle at the window and my love at the door.<br>
We let the candle go, boys. We had no care or strife.<br> We went to see the parson and she became my wife.
And when we have a baby, boys, we'll name him after me.<br> She'll keep him neat and kiss him and rock him on her knee,<br>
And when this trip is over, I'll sail no more about.<br> Yes, I'll remain in Portland, Maine, to blow the candle out.

Latest revision as of 23:51, 19 March 2008

thewayneiac
How Kaworu got to the moon, revealed at last!
Name thewayneiac
Real Name Wayne
Date of birth I aint sayin'
Homeland USA
Role Editor
Lot in life Restaurant Bookkeeper
Favorite Episode 15
Favorite Character Asuka
Favorite Relationship Shinji/Asuka
Favorite Angel Matarael
Favorite Evangelion Unit-01


Song: Blow the Candle Out

Artist: The Kingston Trio

Music & Lyrics: Tom Drake/Bob Shane

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.

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.