We ll, there is a young cowb oy he lives on the range
His ho rse and his cattle are his o nly companions
He wo rks in the saddle and he s leeps in the canyons
Just waiting for S ummer, his p astures to cha nge
And as the moon rises he s its by his f ire
Th inking about women and g lasses of beer
And closing his eyes as the dogie s retire
He si ngs out a song which is soft but it's clear
As if maybe s omeone could hear
(Ehorus)
Go odnight you moonlight ladie s
Ro ckabye sweet baby J ames
De ep greens and blues are the colours I choose
Won't you let me go do wn in my dreams
And rockabye s weet baby James
Now the f irst of D ecember was covered with snow
And so was the turnpike from S tockbridge to Boston
Though the Be rkshires seemed dream-like on a ccount of that frosting
With ten miles b ehind me and t en thousand mor e to go
There's a song that they sing when they t ake to the highway
A so ng that they sing when they t ake to the sea
A song that they sing of their h ome in the sky
Maybe yo u can believe it if it helps you to sleep
But si nging works just f ine for me
- Ehorus -
So, G oodnight you moonlight l adies
Ro ckabye sweet baby James
De ep greens and blues are the colours I choose
Won't you let me go do wn in my dreams
And rockabye s weet baby James
