The Willows - Goodnight loving trail

You're too old to wrangle or ride on the ^Gswing You beat the triangle and you ^Ccurse everything If dirt were a kingdom, then ^Fyou'd be the king On the ^CGoodnight ^GTrail, on the ^CLoving ^FTrail

Your ^Cold woman's lonesome to^Gnight Your ^CFrench harp ^Gblows like a ^Clow-bawling ^Fcalf It's a ^Cwonder the wind don't ^Gtear off your skin Get in there and blow out the ^Clight

With your snake oil and herbs and your liniments ^Gtoo You can do anything that a ^Cdoctor can do Except find a cure for your ^Fown goddamn stew On the ^CGoodnight ^GTrail, on the ^CLoving ^FTrail

Your ^Cold woman's lonesome to^Gnight Your ^CFrench harp ^Gblows like a ^Clow-bawling ^Fcalf It's a ^Cwonder the wind don't ^Gtear off your skin Get in there and blow out the ^Clight

Well, the campfire's gone out and the coffee's all ^Ggone The boys are all up and they're ^Craising the dawn And you're sitting there, ^Flost in a song On the ^CGoodnight ^GTrail, on the ^CLoving ^FTrail

Your ^Cold woman's lonesome to^Gnight Your ^CFrench harp ^Gblows like a ^Clow-bawling ^Fcalf It's a ^Cwonder the wind don't ^Gtear off your skin Get in there and blow out the ^Clight

It's a ^Amwonder the ^Cwind It's a ^Amwonder the ^Cwind It's a ^Amwonder the ^Cwind ^{F C}

Oh, it's someday, I'll be just the ^Gsame Wearing an apron in^Cstead of a name There's no one can change it, there's ^Fno one to blame For the ^Cdessert's a book writ in lizards and ^Gsage Easy to look like an ^Cold torn out page Faded and cracked with the ^Fcolours of age On the ^CGoodnight ^GTrail, on the ^CLoving ^FTrail

Your ^Cold woman's lonesome to^Gnight Your ^CFrench harp ^Gblows like a ^Clow-bawling ^Fcalf It's a ^Cwonder the wind don't ^Gtear off your skin Get in there and blow out the ^Clight It's a wonder the wind don't ^Gtear off your skin Get in there and blow out the ^Clight

N.C.

(G) It's a wonder the wind don't tear off your skin Get in there and blow out the light