Writer(s): George Whiting / Walter Donaldson / arr. Nelson Riddle
When whippoorwills call and evening is nigh, I hurry to my blue heaven.
A turn to the right a little white light will lead you to my blue heaven.
You’ll see a smiling face, a fireplace, a cozy room,
A little nest that’s nestled where the roses bloom.
Just Mollie and me and baby makes three,
We’re happy in my blue heaven.