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Our beloved barquentine;
Finer ship I've never seen.
Sturdy, stubborn, strong as oak,
She took us far as she could go.
'Til she came under attack
by the pressure of the Pack.
As her days
began to wane,
Flightless birds sang the refrain.
Goodnight, sweet chariot, goodnight.
Oh, how the Emporers, they cried.
Goodnight, sweet chariot, goodnight.
Oh, how the Emporers, they cried all through the night.
She put up a noble fight;
Thirty days and thirty nights.
As her timbers creaked and moaned,
We heard 'em crack like breaking bone.
The mighty stern was last to go;
Disappeared beneath the flow.
And on the day,
She slipped away,
Flightless birds, they gathered and sang.
Goodnight, sweet chariot, goodnight.
Oh, how the Emporers, they cried all through the night,
Sweet chariot, goodnight.
Oh, how the Emporers, they cried.
(Interlude)
Nah nah nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah nah nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah nah nah-nah-nah-nah
Goodnight, sweet chariot, goodnight.
Oh, how the Emporers, they cried all through the night,
Sweet chariot, goodnight.
Oh, how the Emporers, they cried all through the night.