| SONGS |
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| Going into the Night |
| Going into the night, there�s magic in the night.
Singing out a song that�s clear, The great horned owl is my nighttime pal, With a song that you can hear, And the owl you can hear�WHOOO, WHOOO� Going into the night, there�s magic in the night, Singing out a song that�s clear, Down in the bogs there are lots of frogs, With a song that you can hear�RIBBIT, RIBBIT, And the owls you can hear�WHOOO, WHOOO� Going into the night, there�s magic in the night, Singing out a song that�s clear, Out in the thickets there are lots of crickets, With a song that you can hear�(rub hands together or snap), And the frogs you can hear�RIBBIT, RIBBIT, And the owls you can hear�WHOOO, WHOOO� Going into the night, there�s magic in this night, Singing out a song that�s clear, The lonesome note of the lone coyote, Is a song you can hear�A-A-AROO, A-A-AROO And the crickets you can hear�(rub hands together or snap), And the frogs you can hear�RIBBIT, RIBBIT, And the owls you can hear�WHOOO, WHOOO� Going into the night, there�s magic in the night, Singing out a song that�s clear, The silent wonder in the people�s hearts Is a song that you can hear And the silence you can hear�������� |
| words & music by Steve Van Zandt
�Banana Slug String Band |