The Nightingale
Words & Music by Deborah Henson-Conant

Who will sing for the Nightingale when the night is gone,
When the daylight comes
Who will sing for the Nightingale
When she sleeps alone in the sun?

Many’s the time her silken tones soothed my rough and weary bones
Many’s the time her lullabye brought me to my rest

But who will sing for the Nightingale?
Her own sweet song is silent now.
Who will sing for the Nightingale
When she sleeps alone in the sun?
When she sleeps alone in the sun?