There's A Quarter Moon That's Laying Up On The Ridge

And He's Making Up His Mind To Rise Or To Set

There's A Lot Of Water Flowing Under This Bridge

There's A Voice Inside Me Saying "Get Your Feet Wet"



'Cause That's That, I Can Scream, I Can Shout

I Can Cry My Eyes Out But She's Not Coming Back

And That's That, I Can Hope, I Can Pray

But She's Still Gone Away

And She's Not Coming Back And That's That



There's A Weeping Willow On The Outskirts Of Town

Where I Took A Pocket Knife And Carved Out Our Names

In The Morning I Am Gonna Cut That Tree Down

Gonna Build A Fire And Watch Us Go Up In Flames



And That's That, I Can Scream, I Can Shout

I Can Tear My Hair Out But She's Not Coming Back

And That's That, I Can Hope, I Can Pray

But She's Still Gone Away

And She's Not Coming Back And That's That



Ooh There's A Lonesome Whisper In The Wind

Ooh Don't You Hate To See The Season End

But Then



That's That, I Can Scream, I Can Shout

I Can Cry My Eyes Out But She's Not Coming Back

And That's That, I Can Hope, I Can Pray

But She's Still Gone Away

And She's Not Coming Back And That's That