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The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band

In For The Night

Stare up at me, momma, like ya used to

Weather's kind of cold but I don't care

Fatten up that ol' Rhode Island rooster

It's gettin' to feel like fall at the county fair

Well, there's a Jaybird flyin' home to Mobile

Sleepin' in your cornfield for a while

Seems he just backed into a square meal

And he's in for the night

So fine, yellow moon reflectin'

Through the frost along the window pane

Well, I'm a shootin' star in the wrong direction

Hey, I love you, momma, but I just can't seem to change

And like that Jaybird flyin' home to Mobile

Sleepin' in your cornfield for a while

Seems I just backed into a square meal

And I'm in for the night

And if I was one for speculatin'

I suspect I might be back around

Well, you might find me riding on a breeze a-blowin'

Northern bound

Hey, like that Jaybird flyin' home to Mobile

Sleepin' in your cornfield for a while

Seems I just backed into a square meal

And I'm in for the night