Whippoorwill

If you ever leave, and I imagine you will
It’ll just be me and the whippoorwill —
Just we two, and the evening star
If you pack your suitcase and go get in your car
And drive down the road
In the mud or the dust, over to the river
KC or bust. If you ever go, I’ll be here still
Getting annoyed at the whippoorwill
Getting annoyed, unable to sleep, the dust too dusty
Or the mud too deep. I’ll follow your dust
Or I’ll follow your tracks over to the hard road
And I’ll bring you back
If you won’t come back, I’ll stay on your trail
Up through heaven, or down through hell
I’ll miss this old place, I’ll miss these old hills
But I sure won’t miss that whippoorwill
You are dearer to me than the birds or the stars
Sweeter to me than the hills and the flowers
Long as I have you I can take anything
So let love be home, and let the whippoorwill sing