I 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 rhododrendon in this cool mountain light I've made more mistakes than that just tonight So all of you folks in heaven not too a busy ringing the bells Some of us down here aren't doing very well Some of us with our windows open in the southern cross hotel Still waiting Still waiting For you to sing that song again The one you were singing 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 O whip-poor-will Whip-poor-will