The LoneTones: Listen

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Hang the Moon
Did your Mom hang the moon
like you thought she’d done?
Did you cry every time
she was human?
If you run far away
would she give you chase?
Does she know that you hide
in the saddest place?
Come away, come away
You’re not native son
Come away from the place
Where you have no fun
She’s the moss that grows
on your rolling stone
all she wants to know
has her baby grown
Come away, come away
You’re not native son
Come away from the place
Where you have no one.