Bill Monroe - The First Whippoorwill

Springtime is near, my darling

You say, that you are going away

My heart will be with you my darling

And I'm counting now the days



I know that soon I'll have to travel

I know I'm over the hill

I feel so all alone, my darling said, she'd be gone

When I heard that first whippoorwill



The flowers are blooming, little darling

With the budding of the trees

I hear the night birds a crying

I know that they are warning me



I know that soon I'll have to travel

I know I'm over the hill

I feel so all alone, my darling said, she'd be gone

When I heard that first whippoorwill



Our love was planted, little darling

Just like the farmer plants his grain

But there will never be a harvest

On the hills the whippoorwill now sing



I know that soon I'll have to travel

I know I'm over the hill

I feel so all alone, my darling said, she'd be gone

When I heard that first whippoorwill

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