Well it rained last night
And the stars shone bright
And way off yonder
We heard the whippoorwill

At the first light of dawn
We heard that he was gone
Our hearts was empty
And our eyes was filled

Open the gates
 [bad word] him in
There’s a brand new angel
brand new angel
With an old violin

In music he heard
All the songs of the birds
And he said that some songs
Was like clear fall day
Well he gave his last refrain
O but his song will remain
Though he’s put his bow down
And closed his case

Open the gates
 [bad word] him in
‘cuz there’s a brand new angel
There’s a brand new angel
With an old violin