Whip-poor-wills singing
Soft summer breeze
Makes me think of my baby
I left down in New Orleans
I left down in New Orleans

Magnolia, you sweet thing
You're driving me mad
Got to get back to you, baby
You're the best I ever had
You're the best I ever had

You whisper "good morning"
So gently in my ear
I'm coming home to you, baby
I'll soon be there
I'll soon be there