Poor Whip-poor-will* (Song)

1.

Whip-poor-will sitting in a sycamore tree;

in the still of the night, hear your melody;

a song filled with a kind of melancholy.

Whip-poor-will, Whip-poor-will,

poor whip-poor-will.

Whip-poor-will, Whip-poor-will,

poor whip-poor-will.

2.

Whip-poor-will, it’s a kind of lonely love song

you sing till the skies filled with the light of dawn;

wonder will your whip-poor-will girl come along.

Whip-poor-will, Whip-poor-will,

poor whip-poor-will.

Whip-poor-will, Whip-poor-will,

poor whip-poor-will.

3.

Whip-poor-will, you sound like the song in my breast;

When I feel blue you are the bird I like best.

Whip-poor-will, like you I’m building a love nest.

Whip-poor-will, Whip-poor-will,

poor whip-poor-will.

Whip-poor-will, Whip-poor-will,

poor whip-poor-will.

4.

Whip-poor-will singing by the light of the moon;

hope you will find your little love bird real soon;

two will trill then loves more harmonious tune.

Whip-poor-will, Whip-poor-will,

poor whip-poor-will.

Whip-poor-will, Whip-poor-will,

poor whip-poor-will.

*The whip-poor-will is an American bird that is common in American country songs