Oh the stars and the silver moon is shining

All around is the sweetness of the spring

But I'm sad and in loneliness I'm pining

For the one I know I'll never see again



How I long for the day when I shall see her

If it be where the angels sweetly sing

She is mine and the thought of her grows sweeter

When it's time for the whippoorwill to sing



When I left with the thought I'd be returning

Soon to her with the wealth and joy I'd bring

I returned but too late and now I'm yearning

She is gone and in loneliness I sing



I remember the night she made the promise

And these words said to me great joy did bring

I'll be true and you know you'll find me waiting

When it's time for the whippoorwill to sing