When whippoorwills call and evening is nigh,
I hurry to my Blue Heaven.
A turn to the right, a little white light,
Will lead me to my Blue Heaven.
Ill see a smiling face, a fireplace, a cozy room,
A little nest that nestles where the roses bloom
Just Molly and me, and baby makes three,
Were happy in my Blue Heaven.
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