Texty: Tom Waits. The Black Rider. I'll Shoot The Moon.

I'll shoot the moon
Right out of the sky
For you baby
I'll be the pennies
On your eyes
For you baby


I want to take you
Out to the fair
Here's a red rose
Ribbon for your hair


I'll shoot the moon
Right out of the sky
For you baby
I'll shoot the moon
For you


A vulture circles

Over your head
For you baby
I'll be the flowers
After you're dead
For you baby


I want to build
A nest in your hair
I want to kiss you
And never be there


I'll shoot the moon
Right out of the sky
For you baby
I'll shoot the moon
For you