not this one, right?


Whip-Poor-Will's Song
Lyrics by Harrison Millard

Oh, meet me when when daylight is fading,
And is darkening into the night;
When songbirds are singing their vespers,
And the day has far vanished from sight;
And then I will tell to you, darling,
All the love I have cherished so long,
If you will but meet me at evening,
When you hear the first whip-poor-will's song.