Don't the moon look lonesome shinin' thru the trees?
Don't the moon look lonesome shinin' thru the trees?
Don't your arms look lonesome when your baby back's up to leave?
Well I'm goin' up on the mountain to call that baby of mine
Said I'm goin' up on the mountain to call that baby of mine
But something tells me he's not coming back this time
Would like to go to the country can't take you
I'm goin' up to the country can't take you
Nothin' up there a man like you could do
He's got fins like a fish
Sheep like a frog
When he loves me I hallo oh, hot dog
Love that man better than I do myself
But I'm all alone, all alone on the shelf, on the shelf
