The Moon Was Red and Dangerous Lyrics
| Song | The Moon Was Red and Dangerous |
| Artist | Gregory Alan Isakov |
| Album | That Sea, the Gambler |
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| water street is just the same | |
| oh, honey come back to me | |
| you see it’s lonely and grey in the city | |
| but oh the sun will surely rise, | |
| warm my clothes, and warm your eyes | |
| from the treacherous night, | |
| how the moon was red and dangerous | |
| come back ya hear, | |
| all the loneliest stories will fade | |
| i still see your face…on the ground | |
| now there’s no one around | |
| all the birds and whispers play | |
| oh, honey come back to me | |
| you know that treacherous ride in the city | |
| and oh the sun is surely risin’ | |
| it came as no surprise | |
| and the hills on the country-side are singin | |
| what kind of crime | |
| must we give out this time to know | |
| how the lines move across this place | |
| but there’s nobody else | |
| there’s nobody else… | |
| here |
| water street is just the same | |
| oh, honey come back to me | |
| you see it' s lonely and grey in the city | |
| but oh the sun will surely rise, | |
| warm my clothes, and warm your eyes | |
| from the treacherous night, | |
| how the moon was red and dangerous | |
| come back ya hear, | |
| all the loneliest stories will fade | |
| i still see your face on the ground | |
| now there' s no one around | |
| all the birds and whispers play | |
| oh, honey come back to me | |
| you know that treacherous ride in the city | |
| and oh the sun is surely risin' | |
| it came as no surprise | |
| and the hills on the countryside are singin | |
| what kind of crime | |
| must we give out this time to know | |
| how the lines move across this place | |
| but there' s nobody else | |
| there' s nobody else | |
| here |
| water street is just the same | |
| oh, honey come back to me | |
| you see it' s lonely and grey in the city | |
| but oh the sun will surely rise, | |
| warm my clothes, and warm your eyes | |
| from the treacherous night, | |
| how the moon was red and dangerous | |
| come back ya hear, | |
| all the loneliest stories will fade | |
| i still see your face on the ground | |
| now there' s no one around | |
| all the birds and whispers play | |
| oh, honey come back to me | |
| you know that treacherous ride in the city | |
| and oh the sun is surely risin' | |
| it came as no surprise | |
| and the hills on the countryside are singin | |
| what kind of crime | |
| must we give out this time to know | |
| how the lines move across this place | |
| but there' s nobody else | |
| there' s nobody else | |
| here |
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