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Henley Don Miscellaneous Talking To The Moon (D. Henley / B. Hornsby) When the hot September sun down in Texas has sucked the streams bone dry, and turned the roads to dust in the sleepy little towns down in Texas the shades are all pulled down, the streets are all rolled up And the only thing that breaks the silence are the trucks a-passing by, late at night on a front porch swing you can hear a mournful sigh. And the lonesome whip-or-will cries to the stars above he was calling out for his lady love she's been gone so long. I was just talking to the moon hopin' someday soon that I'd be over the memory of you, too hard to hold And the wind across the plains is all that now remains ( you know ) the night shakes loose the names but they never quite go back the came So goodbye, rodeo it's a long, funny way for a man to go and never change never change at all I was just talking to the moon hopin' someday soon that I'd be over the memory of you, too hard to hold on I was just talking to the moon hopin' someday soon that I'd be over the memory of you |
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