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When the fiddler's played his last tune for the night
And the singer has sung his last song
And the mandolin and guitar and banjo are quiet
And the loud noisy crowd has gone home
There's nothing as quiet as a night with no music
Or as dark as a night with no stars
And nothing as lonesome as a cold lonely room
Just wondering all night where you are
As we walk together the music was playing
The wind whispered soft through the trees
With your arms around me, you whispered I
love
you
And the words seem to float on the breeze
There's nothing as quiet as a night with no music
Or as dark as a night with no stars
And nothing as lonesome as a cold lonely room
Just wondering all night where you are
When the fiddler's played his last tune for the night
And the singer has sung his last song
Oh the mandolin and guitar and banjo are quiet
Like the music, sweetheart, you are gone
There's nothing as quiet as a night with no music
Or as dark as a night with no stars
And nothing as lonesome as a cold lonely room
Just wondering all night where you are