All day long the thoughts of you
Stay far away since we are through
But in the middle of the night when the nightbirds call
That’s when I’ll miss you most of all
When the nightbirds cry and the wind is still
I hear the call of the whipporwill
It says you’re gone but I don’t know why
That’s why I’m blue when the nightbirds cry
I sit all night on the edge of my bed