The sun comes up in the morning over the Neighboring Hill

Breeze sings the sing in the treetop in tune with Mr Whippoorwill

Got to have tenderness got to have tenderness we got to have love

Little white clouds are hurryin' somewhere along their way

Across the highways of blue skies they softly seem to say

Got to have tenderness got to have tenderness we got to have love

Everybody worries bout the place in the sun but nobody wirries bout love

But place in the sun won't be any fun well it's love the world needs much more of

Now the rain id falling out over the Neighboring Hill

Singing love song to each road in tune with Mr Whippoorwill

Got to have tenderness got to have tenderness we've got to have love

Yes we got to have tenderness oh got to have tenderness and we got to have love