We ate May down to the rind
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Asked the moon for another helping
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It's getting on past suppertime
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Lights are low and it was evening
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Pull your dress up to your knees
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Out in the fields we'll go walking
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Just the tall grass and the trees
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Silhouettes and crickets singing
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And here I am holding on to you
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And you've got the moon
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See the leaves fall as they turn
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Green into a golden evening
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Slowly, so there is no change
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It does not feel like the end of something
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And here I am holding on to you
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And you've got the moon
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Stars and satellites and clouds
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Everything tonight is floating
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And I am too so I hold your hand
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And up above the moon is rowing
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And here I am holding on to you
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And you've got the moon
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You've Got the Moon
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| Josh Ritter |
