Lyrics Whip-Poor-Will - Teresa Brewer
I
got
my
window
open
in
the
southern
cross
hotel
It's
been
my
longest
night
I
can
tell
By
the
way
I'm
not
surprised
To
see
the
desert
cover
over
paradise
Now
count
every
rhododrendon
in
this
cool
mountain
light
I've
made
more
mistakes
than
that
just
tonight
So
all
of
you
folks
in
heaven
not
too
a
busy
ringing
the
bells
Some
of
us
down
here
aren't
doing
very
well
Some
of
us
with
our
windows
open
in
the
southern
cross
hotel
Still
waiting
Still
waiting
For
you
to
sing
that
song
again
The
one
you
were
singing
at
the
very
fall
of
man
It
ain't
hallelujah
but
it
might
as
well
have
been
Sing
it
brother
one
more
time
Sing
it
brother
one
more
time
Sing
it
sister
one
more
time
Sing
it
sister
one
more
time
Once
for
everybody
who
got
left
behind
Whip-poor-will
O
whip-poor-will
Whip-poor-will
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