When It's Time for the Whippoorwill to Sing - The Louvin Brothers

Oh the stars and the silver moon is shining

All around is the sweetness of the spring

But I’m sad and in loneliness, I’m pining

For the one I know I will never see again

Oh I long for the day when I shall meet her

If it be where the angels sweetly sing

She is mine and the thought of her grows sweeter

When it’s time for the whipporwills to sing

When I left with the thought I’d be returning

Soon to her with the welcome joy I bring

I return, but too late, and now I’m yearning

She is gone and in loneliness, I sing

Oh I long for the day when I shall meet her

If it be where the angels sweetly sing

She is mine and the thought of her grows sweeter

When it’s time for the whipporwills to sing

I remember the night she made the promise

And these words said to me, great joy did bring

I’ll be true and you know you’ll find me waiting

When it’s time for the whipporwills to sing

Oh I long for the day when I shall meet her

If it be where the angels sweetly sing

She is mine and the thought of her grows sweeter

When it’s time for the whipporwills to sing