Those Poor Bastards
dead winter moon
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Well come on Jacob
Come on John
Iâve got something I wanna show you
In the big black barn
But donât tell Lucy
Donât tell Ann
Iâm afraid they might go snooping
âRound the big black barn
You gotta tiptoe through the sleeping trees
Past the dying bushes and the strangled breeze
You gotta backslide over hungry birds
Beneath the sleeping leaves
Speak in whispered words
Then follow the light
Of the dead winter moon
Yeah follow the light
Of the dead winter moon
Youâre sure to find me waiting
By the big black barn
Oh follow the light of the dead winter moon
Yeah follow the light of the dead winter moon