John Stewart
"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)