You say that you are going away
My heart will be with you my darling
And I?m counting now the days
I know that soon I?ll have to travel
I know I?m over the hill
I feel so all alone my darling said she?d be gone
When I heard that first whippoorwill
The flowers are blooming little darling
With the budding of the trees
I hear the night birds a crying
I know that they are warning me
Our love was planted little darling
Just like the farmer plants his grain
But there will never be a harvest
On the hills the whippoorwills now sing
Springtime is near my darling You say that you are going away My heart will be with you my darling And I?m counting now the days I know that soon I?ll have to travel I know I?m over the hill I feel so all alone my darling said she?d be gone When I heard that first whippoorwill The flowers are blooming little darling With the budding of the trees I hear the night birds a crying I know that they are warning me Our love was planted little darling Just like the farmer plants his grain But there will never be a harvest On the hills the whippoorwills now sing Explain Request ×
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