When The Sky Of Night

When the sky of night wears it's starry gown
Above the dark fields of the old country town
The chirping of the migrating redwings one does hear
In November in the late Fall of the year
In late Autumn when the cold freshening winds in the North-lands do blow
And their northern breeding woods are covered in snow
The redwing thrushes know that it is time
For to fly south to the slightly less colder clime
With a map of their journey in each tiny brain
They travel by sky to the country of cold winds and rain
The memories today with me i retain
Of a sound of Nature i may not hear again
The migrating redwing thrushes in the night sky
As to their wintering woods they do fly.