Katydids and Whip-poor-wills

July dusk the day is done Autumn's chill is not yet spun Gravel crunch I love your stride Your summer dress swishing side to side Your laughter peels into the night You grab my hand and hold it tight Walking with you is such a thrill Amongst the katydids and whip-poor-wills Your done up hair the breeze has tossed And like a line from Robert Frost Full moon's light on fields and streams And you and me together in between Your laughter peels into the night You grab my hand and hold it tight Walking with you is such a thrill Amongst the katydids and whip-poor-wills August reigns the last hurrah Autumn's chill ain't too far off You look me in the eyes and call me your man Let's enjoy the summer nights boy while we can Your laughter peels into the night You grab my hand and hold it tight Walking with you is such a thrill Amongst the katydids and whip-poor-wills