The Whippoorwill - Keely Smith, Nelson Riddle & His Orchestra

The night was young and so were we

Beneath the old magnolia tree

And as you said «I love you so»

The whippoorwill sang sweet and low

The moon was low, our hearts were high

You said «I will until I die»

And while we kissed beneath the tree

The whippoorwill sang happily

Poor whippoorwill, the tree is bare

He wonders still why you’re not there

While all alone beneath the tree

Where once you pledged your love to me

My lonely heart cries out for you

The whippoorwill is crying too

The whippoorwill is crying too