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Romancing the Moon

1. Got a message from the wife, of an old close friend,
An old mill hand from way back when
His father won't be makin' those fishing dates
They found him in his easy chair, - aces and eights

An invitation from the past, to spend some time
With those good old boys from the Tiverton line
All the shots and beers, - belly laughs and tears
Only romance those hard nose years

Chorus A
I'm on my knees again, - praying to the Lord, Amen
light this lamp, show the way for my old friend
All that's left intact, - when you're looking back
At that old coal train is that old train track
A whistle and tune, - romancing the moon

2. From the Watuppa Pond, - where the water spills
Into the Quequechan River, - down a granite hill
Under the Cotton Kings, - from the stone cutters hands
Rose the four hundred mills, - on promised land.

Now the river's been buried, - and the mills shut down
And the people got poor, - and the rich left town
In the local bars the story's still told
Of how the looms in the mills, - turned cotton to gold.

Chorus B
I'm on my knees again, - praying to the Lord, Amen
Light this lamp, show the way to us, - my old friend
All that's left intact, - when you're looking back
At that old mill town is that old train track
A whistle and tune, - romancing the moon

3. Winners lose, - heroes cry
Wise men listen, - let sleeping dogs lie
The same is easy, - it's hard to change
Although the parts are there, - just rearranged

When things get old and lose there salt
And it's time to go, ain't no one's fault
It's hard to let go, harder to remain
Like old mill towns, - and old coal trains

Chorus A
I'm on my knees again, - praying to the Lord, Amen
Light this lamp, show the way for us my old friend
All that's left intact, - when you're looking back
At that old coal train is that old train track
A whistle and tune, - romancing the moon