WHEN THE MOON HANGS LOW.
A straying chickenLost from homeBewildered, findsItself a-roam.And innocentlyStalks the ground,Not dreamingThat a coon’s around.As evening’s shadowsGently fall,The chicken, lonesome,Gives a call.A coon steals outSoft in the night,To catch himFor his appetite.The night is still!The moon is low!Not e’en a zephyrSeems to blow.The coon with sackClutched in his hand,Moves silentlyAcross the land.The chicken givesAnother squawk!The coon has got herLike a hawk.The moon now breaksForth into light,The coon and chicken’sOut of sight.
A straying chickenLost from homeBewildered, findsItself a-roam.And innocentlyStalks the ground,Not dreamingThat a coon’s around.As evening’s shadowsGently fall,The chicken, lonesome,Gives a call.A coon steals outSoft in the night,To catch himFor his appetite.The night is still!The moon is low!Not e’en a zephyrSeems to blow.The coon with sackClutched in his hand,Moves silentlyAcross the land.The chicken givesAnother squawk!The coon has got herLike a hawk.The moon now breaksForth into light,The coon and chicken’sOut of sight.
A straying chickenLost from homeBewildered, findsItself a-roam.And innocentlyStalks the ground,Not dreamingThat a coon’s around.
A straying chicken
Lost from home
Bewildered, finds
Itself a-roam.
And innocently
Stalks the ground,
Not dreaming
That a coon’s around.
As evening’s shadowsGently fall,The chicken, lonesome,Gives a call.A coon steals outSoft in the night,To catch himFor his appetite.
As evening’s shadows
Gently fall,
The chicken, lonesome,
Gives a call.
A coon steals out
Soft in the night,
To catch him
For his appetite.
The night is still!The moon is low!Not e’en a zephyrSeems to blow.The coon with sackClutched in his hand,Moves silentlyAcross the land.
The night is still!
The moon is low!
Not e’en a zephyr
Seems to blow.
The coon with sack
Clutched in his hand,
Moves silently
Across the land.
The chicken givesAnother squawk!The coon has got herLike a hawk.The moon now breaksForth into light,The coon and chicken’sOut of sight.
The chicken gives
Another squawk!
The coon has got her
Like a hawk.
The moon now breaks
Forth into light,
The coon and chicken’s
Out of sight.