Track Title:               Whip-Poor-Will
Album Title:               Internet Contributor III - Frank Sinatra

Prime Artist:              Marilyn Miller


Lyrics:
Verse 1

Mem'ry takes me back away,
To an early childhood day,
When I stood within a little wood,
As day was fading.
I remember, oh so well,
Strolling in the dusky dell,
I would thrill, because the whip-poor-will
Was serenading,
Thrilling while stars were rapidly filling the sky.

Refrain:

Whip-poor-will, I used to love to hear you call to me.
Whip-poor-will, I know he meant the world and all to me.
When the sun had gone to rest,
I could hear you from your nest,
Whip-poor-will, You used to whistle tenderly.

And when the moon would swing,
Across the branches of the trees,
Above, You would sing
Your plaintive little melodies of love.

Now though your no longer near,
In my dreams, I can still hear
Whip-poor-will
Ever calling to me.

Verse 2

While the dusky night bird flew
To the evening rendezvous,
In the dell, I've heard the vesper bell,
So softly ringing.
As its music died away,
And the sky began to gray,
All was still, and then the Whip-poor-will
Was serenading,
Thrilling while stars were rapidly filling the sky.

Repeat Refrain

Contributed by Carlene Bogle



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