Whenever I go for a walk in the moonlight this is song I start singing from my childhood, might have been from grandparents in the 50s or Girl Scout camp. Oh Mr. Moon, Moon, bright and shiny moon, please shine down on me. Oh Mr. Moon, moon, bright and shiny moon, hiding behind that tree. If your life is in danger and you’re starting to run and there’s a man behind you with a gattlin’ gun. Oh Mr. Moon, Moon, bright and shiny Moon, please shine down on me, oh Mr. Moon. Would love to know more words! I’ve wondered where it came from and this is where I landed. What is the answer? Thanks!
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