I set and play my guitar, and stair at the moon,and as the notes play out a song cry’s from my soul. were has all the love gone, why just pick on me, oh oh moon please tell me ,whats it going to be. well my love find me, before the morning light, or is the dark take me from my lovers sight. i here the wolfs calling in the forest deep. better not play a round with the company you keep, for i am set there look up at you. oh oh moon please tell me, i just got to know, well my lover find me. be for the morning glow.
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