The Whippoorwill
Don Raye, Robert Mitchum
The night was young and so were we
Beneath the old magnolia tree
And as you said "I love you so"
The whippoorwill sang sweet and low
The moon was low, our hearts were high
You said "I will until I die"
And while we kissed beneath the tree
The whippoorwill sang happily
Poor whippoorwill, the tree is bare
He wonders still why you're not there
While all alone beneath the tree
Where once you pledged your love to me
My lonely heart cries out for you
The whippoorwill is crying too
The whippoorwill is crying too