My mother used to sing this song as a lullaby to me 40-some years ago, and it never occured to me that it was something others might know. What fun to read the other versions. My mother sang only one verse, with a slight variation in the second line. I see the moon and the moon sees me, Shining down through the old oak tree, Please let the light that shines on me shine on the one I love. Over the mountains, over the sea, Back where my heart is longing to be. Please let the light that shines on me Shine on the one I love. Whenever I'm in the throes of a romance and see a beautiful, yellow moon, I sing it to myself, changing the tree to whatever I happen to be under. Thanks for all your stories!
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