The Whippoorwill’s Song

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

Chorus –
Whippoorwill; Whippoorwill;
I hear the first whippoorwill’s song.
Oh! meet me! oh! meet me!
When you hear the first whippoorwill’s song.

‘Tis said whatever sweet feelings
May be throbbing within a fond heart,
When listening to whippoorwills singing,
For a twelve-month will never depart;
So then we will meet in the woodland,
Far away from the hurrying throng,
And whisper our love to each other
When we hear the first whippoorwill’s song.

And in the long years of the future,
Though our duties may part us a while,
And on the return of this evening
We be severed by many a mile;
Yet deep in our bosoms we’ll cherish
The affection so fervent and strong,
We pledged to each other this evening,
When we heard the first whippoorwill’s song.

– Editor Our Young People

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