I will not go down On the feast of Stephen I will not sail away On the Rights of Man Never saw the sun When I was leaving I'm sure it smiles on you all Now and then Tender is the night upon your pillow Tender is the light above our door Tender is the night upon this airplane
But tender is the hope of coming home You know every traveller has a self-deception You know every sailor longs for time on shore Leaving is a feeling that I hate but Homesick is a longing I get more and mor