Lucky Old Moon

Half of it's gone

And half of it goes on and on

Half of it's wrong

And half of it's yours to take along

Well, half here stays

Sweet

And half of it goes out on the street

So tell half of the stars

To go ahead and

Shoot

Themselves

Right out

And keep half of the

Stars

Just keep 'em close

And clear

And lighting up the clouds

Then pray that

Lucky old moon

Just stays high and stays high and stays high