Ain’t It a Pretty Night

Ain't it a pretty night!
The sky's so dark and velvet-like
And it's all lit up with stars
It's like a great big mirror
Reflectin' fireflies over a pond
Look at all them stars, Little Bat
The longer y'look the more y'see
The sky seems so heavy with stars
That it might fall right down out of heaven
And cover us all up in one big blanket of velvet
All stitched with diamon's

Ain't it a pretty night
Just think, all those stars can all peep down
An' see way beyond where we can:
They can see way beyond them mountains
To Nashville and Asheville and Knoxville
I wonder what it's like out there
Out there beyond them mountains
Where the folks talk nice an' the folks dress nice
Like y'see in the mail order catalogs
I aim to leave this valley some day
An' find out for myself:
To see all the tall buildin's and all the street lights
An' to be one o'them folks myself

I wonder if I'd get lonesome fer the valley though
Fer the sound of crickets an' the smell of pine straw
Fer soft little rabbits an' bloomin' things
An' the mountains turnin' gold in the fall
But I could always come back I get homesick fer the valley
So I'll leave it someday an' see fer myself
Someday I'll leave an' then I'll come back
When I've seen what's beyond them mountains

Ain't it a pretty night
The sky's so heavy with stars tonight
That it could fall right down out of heaven
An' cover us up, and cover us up
In one big blanket of velvet and diamon's