Blow the Candle Out

Blow The Candle Out The Silver Gate SingersThe SundownersPaul Hansen

It was late a Sunday evening

When he went to see his dear

The candles were all burning

And the moon shone bright and clear

He tapped upon her window

To declare his love in plain

She rose to let him in

Then and barred the door again

Without your love I'm lost dear

And this I often say

O I cannot rest contented

While you are far away

But the soldiers guard the gates here

And I cannot roam about

So roll me in your arms love

And blow the candle out

So roll me in your arms love

And blow the candle out

He said your mother

And your father in yonder room do lie

A hugging one another so why not you and I

A hugging one another without no fear or doubt

O won't you let me in for I cannot live without

Without your love I'm lost dear

And this I often say

O I cannot rest contented

While you are far away

But the soldiers guard the gates here

And I cannot roam about

So roll me in your arms love

And blow the candle out

So roll me in your arms love

And if a child you give me

I'll name it after thee

I'll hug it near and kiss it sweet

And dap it on my knee

A father I hope you will be

And a husband to adore

So here I will be waiting

When you return from more

Without your love I'm lost dear

And this I often say

O I cannot rest contented

While you are far away

But the soldiers guard the gates here

And I cannot roam about

So roll me in your arms love

And blow the candle out

So roll me in your arms love

And blow the candle out

It was late a Sunday evening

When she waited for her dear

The candles were all burning

And the moon shone bright and clear

No tap upon her window to ease her of her pain

No letter came explaining

If she'd see her love again

No letter came explaining

Without your love I'm lost dear

And this I often say

O I cannot rest contented

While you are far away

But the soldiers guard the gates here

And I cannot roam about

So roll me in your arms love

Without your love I'm lost dear

And this I often say

O I cannot rest contented

While you are far away

But the soldiers guard the gates here

And I cannot roam about

So roll me in your arms love

And blow the candle out

So roll me in your arms love

And blow the candle out