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 close your suitcase, 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 out 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're sweeter to me than the birds or the stars
Dearer to me than the hills and the flowers
Long as I have you I can take anything
So let love be our home, and let the whippoorwill sing