Blow the Candle Out - The Kingston Trio

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