Whipple,
Whipple, Whipple goes the Whipple Whale
When the dusk and the
twilight meet
Whippoo, whippoo, whippoo, whoo
Whippoo, whippoo, whippoo, whoo
So soft, so sad, so sweet
I have listened to the
song of the whippoo
In the hush of the tender night
Whipple, whipple, whipple, whoo
When I'm feeling kinda blue
His song can sound so right
This is what he seems to say,
Why oh why has my love flown away?
Where is the dream?
Has it vanished from view?
Where are the wishes
that never come true?
Now and then I get to feel like
the Whippoorwill
When I think how
our love used to be
And Whippoor, Whippoor, Whippoorwoo
I am crying over you
An d the Whippoorwill's crying
for me
Oh, where is the dream,
has it vanished from view
Where are the wishes
that never come true
Now and then I get to
be like the wibble -wibble
When I think how our love used to be
Then wibble, wibble, wibble -woo
I am crying over you
And the Wimblewill is crying for me