(Roll) (One, two, three, four) The night is cold, the day is weary And the evening disappears In the morning, I'm still not sleeping And I brush away my tears 'Cause I lost my little sweetheart Who always was so good to me But now she's gone to love another And my heart's in misery I lay my head down on your pillow And I find some comfort there But in the morning, I will be leaving Where I go? I don't care So, say goodbye, this is the last time You're gonna see me in one piece I can hear those angels calling To send me off to sleep I can hear those angels calling To send me off to sleep