Springtime is near, my darling   You say, that you are going away   My heart will be with you my darling   And I'm counting now the days      I know that soon I'll have to travel   I know I'm over the hill   I feel so all alone, my darling said, she'd be gone   When I heard that first whippoorwill      The flowers are blooming, little darling   With the budding of the trees   I hear the night birds a crying   I know that they are warning me      I know that soon I'll have to travel   I know I'm over the hill   I feel so all alone, my darling said, she'd be gone   When I heard that first whippoorwill      Our love was planted, little darling   Just like the farmer plants his grain   But there will never be a harvest   On the hills the whippoorwill now sing      I know that soon I'll have to travel   I know I'm over the hill   I feel so all alone, my darling said, she'd be gone   When I heard that first whippoorwill