Sweet Guinevere you're off to the coal town tonight
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And your young brother Ernie's up in Pittsburgh PA
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You know mother loves you, and dad's in the mine
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So don't go to the coal town, Guinevere, if you're kind
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She loves a young man and he lives in the town
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And he leaves the house early for he works underground
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He makes a good wage for a coal miner's son
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And she's a bit pretty, just turned twenty-one
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Sweet Guinevere you're off to the coal town tonight
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And your young brother Ernie's up in Pittsburgh PA
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You know mother loves you, and dad's in the mine
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So don't go to the coal town, Guinevere, shut the blind
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She knows her good mother's not feelin' no pain
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She remembers an explosion and the black falling rain
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She paints her thin lips in her dewy-eyed way
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Then she says to the daughter, dear daughter I pray
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Sweet Guinevere you're off to the coal town tonight
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And your young brother Ernie's up in Pittsburgh PA
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You know mother loves you, and dad's in the mine
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So don't go to the coal town, Guinevere, if you're kind
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Sweet Guinevere
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| Gordon Lightfoot |
