Blitzen Trapper
Silver Moon
Barks in the dark of a summertime sightOh, what a silver moonFist full of figs, and a rusty flashlightJust dippin' along like a broken down kiteHey, oh, what a silver moonSings by the light of her roomAnd the song is the shape of a strange balloonOoooooon...., silver moonEmpty the rag from a dirty glass jarOh, what a silver moonWe sit for a bit in a battle-cracked carWhile her ice prob'ly was a single bad starOh, what a silver moonHer father would be coming soonAnd his hand swiftly split the clasp in twoOooooooh...., silver moonOooooooh...., silver moonWe walk through the park in a summertime stormStrangely amazed and a little bit warmFresh from the flash of a threshing room floorSongtexteOh, what a silver moonHer father would be coming soonAnd the song is the shape of a strange balloonOooooooh...., silver moonOooooooh...., silver moonOooooooh...., silver moonSilver moonMy silver moonSilver moon
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