air There'll be mandolins and guitars everywhere Now don't you wanna be there Hey baby, what do you say Won't you come on outside tonight The moon
real royal lady, true patron of the arts Said the best country singers die in the back of classic cars So if I ever got too hungry for a suitcase or guitar
me tight Fever (fever, burn through) in the mornin' Fever all through the night Sun lights up the daytime Moon lights up the night My eyes light up when
Left the city in a pick up truck Gonna make some dreams come true Yeah, they rolled out west where the wild sun sets And the coyote bays at the moon
kill you It probably wouldn't matter to you anyhow You left me standing in the doorway, cryin' I got nothin' to go back to now The light in this place
The city streets are wet with rain tonight The taxi drivers swerve from lane to lane A lonely guitar man playin' down the hall Midnight blues comin' through
light I'd made it to Manhattan built myself a nest I meant to get right back to doing exactly what I do best: Pluggin in an electric guitar, leading
light I'd made it to Manhattan Built myself a nest I meant to get right back to doing Exactly what I do best Plugging in an electric guitar Leading
As I walk these narrow streets Where a million passin feet have trod before me With my guitar in my hand Suddenly I realize nobody knows me Where yesterday
light of the moon. and ha Nd in hand at the edge of the sand they danced by the light of the by the light of the, by the light of the moon. the moon,
take flight on bolts of lighting Claiming chaos as my concubine and you as my me I of the storm you of the sea We of the moon land of the free What
they weren't about you. I won't change a word just because you're gone. The trees creak with arthritic arms. Brittle in their powdered bark. Blue moon light
catch a fire, evil minds they will conspire The moon to lose its light, the stars sink into night Across the town a young girl plays guitar "Do you remember
goes down This old guitar and my dark sunglasses This sweet concoction is smooth as molasses Nothing to do but breathe all day Until the big moon rises
living fast and dangerously I've got plenty of company When the moon comes up and the sun goes down That's when I want to see the lights of town Cause I'm a honky tonk man... [ guitar
with an runcible spoon and hand in hand by the edge of the sand they dance in the light of the moon the moon they danced in the light of the moon.
in june Rock and roll by the light of a silvery moon I love her, she loves me Oh, how happy (now) we can be Making love underneath the apple tree - guitar
that's a big 10 4 there Frosty, yeah we definitely got our hands full tonight good buddy, mercy sakes alive we need a Christmas Convoy! It was the dark of the moon
