By: Paul S Cilwa Posted: 8/19/2026 Page Views: 11 Hashtags: #Music #Whippoorwill A guitar, a plain voice, and the suspicion this was always a poem. Estimated reading time: 1 minute(s) (57 words) Someone with a twelve-string decides that underneath all the production there was only ever a sad little song about a bird calling in the dark. She strips it back to three chords and a held note, and finds she was right. Whippoorwill (1973 Folk) Your browser does not support the audio element. By Paul S Cilwa