Tangerine Moon
It’s a tangerine moon and a turquoise stream
Nightingale tune and a twilight dream
I can hear the soothing mountain breeze
Gossiping with sweet magnolia leaves
And they claim that winter’s hungry wings
Will descend upon the mouse of Spring
It’s a tangerine moon and a turquoise stream
Nightingale tune and a twilight dream
And I sit here with a pint of truth
Trying to recall my happy youth
But the happy thoughts I’ve tried to hoard
Have no place where sad regrets are stored
It’s a tangerine moon and a turquoise stream
Nightingale tune and a twilight dream
So I pour my whiskey in the sod
And let prayer be life’s diving rod
Watch the low moon kiss the mountain’s cheek
And betray a mule deer by the creek
And the harmless beauty I behold
Is a simple gift that can’t be sold
And the sights of water, land and skies
Aren’t limited to youthful eyes
Although nightfall covers up my prime
With another shovelful of time
All I see and feel on nights like these
Splashes color on my memories
It’s a tangerine moon and a turquoise stream
Nightingale tune and a twilight dream
A tangerine moon and a turquoise stream
Nightingale tune and a twilight dream
And a twilight stream
