Day is done and night is calling From the window light is falling Shadows spinning on the walls And dancing in the light And 'round the door the kids are playing Like June bugs into the light And it seems like I'm looking at a mighty good time All alone tonight
Hands a-clapping, voices singing Tambourines and guitars ringing Echoes through the willows Bringing music to the night And in the wind the whippoorwill's crying Cold and all alone And I am standing outside of a mighty good time All alone tonight
Well, I can't recall when Louisiana music ever sounded so sweet Just listen to the fiddle playing "Bonaparte's Retreat"
(chorus) Well, I just can't take no more I gotta make it through that door And dance until the break of day As long as there's still music playing Bet your life I won't be staying All alone tonight