Whippoorwill Son (Larry W Jones 03/05/2020) (song #7698)
Well, I just heard a whippoorwill call from the hill
It sounded just like his sad song was sung for me
Maybe he made fun or thought that I was his son
No wonder, I’m sad as a whippoorwill could be
No, I never thought whippoorwills called so early
The golden sun hasn’t crawled up to bring the dawn
And he can’t even see that my eyes are blurry
But I’m just as sad as if a whippoorwill son
(Instrumental)
Father whippoorwill, what sad song will you now do?
We two are so sad that we are birds of one kind
A whippoorwill son, that’s what I am, it is true
Cause this whippoorwill son will never make her mine
No, I never thought whippoorwills called so early
The golden sun hasn’t crawled up to bring the dawn
And he can’t even see that my eyes are blurry
But I’m just as sad as if a whippoorwill son
A whippoorwill son, that’s what I am it is true
Cause this whippoorwill son will never make her mine
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