Moon Song

Zoom Zoom Cuddle and Croon
Over the crinklin sea
The moon man brings in a sliver net
Fashioned of moonbeams three

Some folks say when the net lies low
And the midnight hour is right
The moon man fishes for some old song
that fell from a sailor's pipe

Some folks say when he fishes the bars
Down where the dead ships lie
Looking for lost little baby stars
That slipped from the slippery sky

The waves roll out and the waves roll in
The nodding black wind blows
Why the moon man fishes the sea
Only the moon man knows

Zoom zoom net of the moon
Rides on the wrinklin sea
Bright is the net, shining wet
Fashioned from moonbeams three

Some folks say when the great net gleams
and the waves are a dusky blue
The moon man fishes for two little dreams
He lost when the world was new

Some folks say in the late night hour
While the long thin shadows lie
The moon man fishes for the cold sea flowers
Under the tumblin tide

And the waves roll out and the waves roll in
The gray gulls dip and doze
Why the moon man fishes the sea
Only the moon man knows

Zoom zoom cuddle and croon
over the crinklin sea
The moon man brings in a sliver net
Fashioned of moonbeams three

Some folks say while the soft sea foams
The silver net lies snared
The moon man fished for the carven comb
That slipped from the mermaid's hair

The waves roll out and the waves roll in
The nodding black wind blows
Why the moon man fishes the sea
Only the moon man knows