blues Pick em up, Lord, put em back down And around, and around, and around, and around. Come on, baby, it must be fun To be dancin' in the clear moonlight
-Atmosphere. Ready to attack. Now it's time for us to go on stage. [Bridge:] Guitars screaming loud in the air The magic, the power is there. And the moonlight
're havin' us a party down in the holler We call it the moonlight lounge Won't you come on down to the moonlight lounge Where the ceilin' is so blue
covered up in chiggers and drink ten tubs of beer We get high on the lake.. So give him his guitar and a long legged girl Moonlight in Texas and a sixpack
the moonlight dances among the trees the campfire glows in the autumn breeze and i am lost in my thoughts of you remember me,recuerdame my comrade
Who do you think you are? Barging in on me and my guitar Little girl, hey, the door is that way You better go you know the fire's out anyway Take your
Mac the Eagles and the Bee Gees And we would dazzle and dance under the moonlight Love up the bar and drink until the moonlight You were all rebels you
moonlight And shooting stars Moving to the rhythm and dancing to soft guitars If you give me this chance We could have the perfect night Let me show you (Shooting stars) Starlight, moonlight
the moonlight blue as blue can be Strumming on my old guitar To give my poor heart ease Whether I'm in the country whether I'm in the town My old guitar
And now is the time that nothing has left from all these broken by the scream dreams, hold back by a fire night, nailed down by midnight moonlight. Fragments
ain't never goin' back "there's nights I can't sleep No matter how hard I try So from my window I watch the moonlight Fall on the far hillside
the queen know she got hold that manna honey Oh and what makes an old woman give a young man all her money Well late in the night 'neath that pale moonlight
around came in lesson two She said now you're ready to learn somethin' new Whatcha gonna do now you gotta show me how Oh don't keep me waiting whatcha gonna do now [ guitar
turtle dove you Squeeze you tease you tell you how I love you Kiss you like you never been kissed before And then we're walkin' talkin' spoon neath the moonlight
your moley guitar!" Billy'd strike up on his moley guitar, And Billy'd strike up on his moley guitar.
down in the old school yard Gonna kick up my boots with my cowboy pards and hold my woman tight Yippee yi-ay and a hey diddle diddle Ord's on the guitar
hand Sure warms the fingers when it's cold Pickin' this ol' guitar, a friend I understand It sure smooth the wrinkles in my soul Sleepin' in the moonlight
A little bit of guitar, a little bit of truck A little bit of hound-dog an' a little bit of luck A little bit of bacon, a little bit of beans A little