"Way out by lonely bayou. There waits a girl where the
green grasses grow.
Waits she there with a tear in her eye dreaming of years that
long have gone by.
How I yearn for the days that are gone! I'd wake in the morning
to a whippoorwill song.
There by the fire sits my lady fair. Singing this song as the
combs her long hair.
Now I'm thinkin' home I must go 'cause I've been wandrin' where
the four winds blow.
Startin' tonight with the big April moon, she'll be by my side
by the third day of June.
(Repeat first verse)
