This may be the song for which you are searching. How many Rooty Toot Toot For the Moon's can there be?
ROOTY TOOT TOOT FOR THE MOON
by Greg Brown
The whole kit and caboodle is in disrepair,
There's nowhere to go if not here.
Little captains and cuckoos from here to Timbuctoo,
Are counting their dough in the mirror.
Singing rooty, toot, toot for the moon,
It's the biggest star I've ever seen.
It's a pearl of wisdom, a slice of green cheese,
Burning just like kerosene (2X)
He was just a young white kid trying to sing tough and black,
With gravel and spit in his voice.
He laughed at the things we do, the radio laughed , too,
I held up my arms to rejoice.
So, God bless motorcycles and far out heavy trifles,
You know you can't memorize Zen.
Hang your hat on your nose, don't hide in your clothes,
Smile at someone, begin to begin.
Copied from RUS,
Enjoy the song!
Roger in Baltimore