got my window open in the southern cross hotel it's been my longest night i can tell by the way i'm not surprised to see the desert cover over paradise
 
now count every rhododendron in this cool mountain light i made more mistakes than that just tonight so all of you folks in heaven not too busy ringing the bell some of us down here ain't doing very well some of us with our windows open in the southern cross motel
 
still waitin still waitin
 
for you to sing that song again the one you were singin at the very fall of man it ain't hallelujah but it might as well have been
 
sing it brother one more time sing it brother one more time sing it sister one more time sing it sister one more time
 
once for everybody who got left behind whip-poor-will oh whip-poor-will whip-poor-will