The moon has a host of childrenThat never are seen by day;But Oh! in the night’Tis a pretty sight,To see them frolic and play.They harness the stars together,And over their race-course ride;Or gather in crowdsOn the fleecy clouds,And down on the moonbeams slide.
The moon has a host of childrenThat never are seen by day;But Oh! in the night’Tis a pretty sight,To see them frolic and play.They harness the stars together,And over their race-course ride;Or gather in crowdsOn the fleecy clouds,And down on the moonbeams slide.
The moon has a host of childrenThat never are seen by day;But Oh! in the night’Tis a pretty sight,To see them frolic and play.They harness the stars together,And over their race-course ride;Or gather in crowdsOn the fleecy clouds,And down on the moonbeams slide.
The moon has a host of childrenThat never are seen by day;But Oh! in the night’Tis a pretty sight,To see them frolic and play.
The moon has a host of children
That never are seen by day;
But Oh! in the night
’Tis a pretty sight,
To see them frolic and play.
They harness the stars together,And over their race-course ride;Or gather in crowdsOn the fleecy clouds,And down on the moonbeams slide.
They harness the stars together,
And over their race-course ride;
Or gather in crowds
On the fleecy clouds,
And down on the moonbeams slide.