It's so hard to say good-night in the dying of the light   it's so hard when you know that what you're saying is good-bye   Now if I thought I'd see you again,   if I thought we could still be friends   then to say good-night would not be hard   cuz it wouldn't mean good-bye   So engrave my name on this barroom chair   I ain't gonna go nowhere   I don't want the night to end if it means I won't see you again   Stretch your hands out, time, so long   you delay the coming of the dawn   pull the window-shades down so low   that the night will go on and on   Don't tell my love it's time to go   bartender, keep his glass well-filled   make him forget himself until   he thinks he loves me still   Oh, I know, I ought to let him go   he don't love me anymore   I should love him like the clouds love the hills   but my love's as heavy as stone   So bartender let my love lay down   and I'll buy us all another round   If we stay here til we all pass out   then we won't have to say good-night   if we stay here til the end of time   then we won't have to say good-bye