Oh, I'm bein' followed by a moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow
Leapin and hoppin' on a moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow
And if I ever lose my hands, lose my plough, lose my land,
Oh if I ever lose my hands, Oh if.... I won't have to work no more.
And if I ever lose my eyes, if my colours all run dry,
Yes if I ever lose my eyes, Oh if.... I won't have to cry no more.
And if I ever lose my legs, I won't moan, and I won't beg,
Yes if I ever lose my legs, Oh if.... I won't have to walk no more.
And if I ever lose my mouth, all my teeth, north and south,
Yes if I ever lose my mouth, Oh if.... I won't have to talk...
Oh I'm bein' followed by a moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow
Leapin' and hoppin' on a moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gh2tnSRi90I )
Good morning, all! Happy Spring! Tulips are blooming on the veranda and I've taken the liner out of my 'walking around' jacket. (Still a bit too cold to remove it from my 'riding' jacket.) I've got a full mug of Taylors of Harrogate's "Yorkshire" tea in my cup, some home-baked scones with a big plate of western-style bacon waiting on the table, and a group of Senior Citizens to chat with later on in the day. Should be a very pleasant way to begin a new season!
Stitchawl