VERSE 1 hat VERSE 3 As the night rolls on and it's getting late So it's off home to house he hates For the restless sleep on the clean white sheets and the morning when his head will ache just it time to catch a train and start the whole thing fresh again But is fresh the word you'd use? Not much to win, much too much to lose CHORUS Do not go gently, do not go sad Do not go gently, do not go sad Do not go gently, do not go sad Do not go gently, do not go sad REPEAT Transcribed by Simon Whi (tabfu.thudspace.net)
