From the sheet music at Indiana University: http://purl.dlib.indiana.edu/iudl/lilly/devincent/printable/LL-SDV-097025-01:


WHEN THE WHIP-POOR-WILL SINGS MARGUERITE
Words, C. M. Denison. Music, J. Fred Helf.
New York: Helf & Hager Co., 1906.

1. The whip-poor-will at twilight's glow was singing.
The cricket chirp'd its "Goodnight" lullaby.
The dear old village bells were sweetly ringing
As you held me in your arms and said, "Goodbye."
You told me of a love that naught could sever,
Of happy days when you and I should wed.
You kissed my lips to part, perhaps, forever,
Then held my hand a moment while you said:

CHORUS: When the whip-poor-will sings Marguerite,
And forget-me-nots bloom at your feet,
You may know, though you yearn,
That to you I'll return,
Love's old story again to repeat;
So be true, little girl, I entreat,
Till the time when again we shall meet.
Let love's star brightly shine.
I'll return, sweetheart mine,
When the whip-poor-will sings Marguerite.

2. For weary days I've waited your returning.
I've longed to see your dear face once again.
The whip-poor-will is singing. I am yearning,
For my longing and my waiting was in vain.
'Neath dear old southern skies tonight you're sleeping.
The Swanee river flows upon its way.
For old times' sake, your love I still am keeping.
At twilight's glow, I seem to hear you say: CHORUS