Cyrus in the Moonlight Songtext
von Largo
Cyrus in the Moonlight Songtext
Oh the hills are full of spirits
And they walk when night comes round
And they speak to who they choose to
When the moon is shinin′ down
And Ramona loves the orchard
And Eliza loves the pine
And Cyrus in the moonlight
Loves the flowing of the wine
Oh Cyrus trusts the spirits
And they fill his life with grace
Yeah the father of his fathers
Passed him down the gift of faith
And one night you might hear it
Like a wailing from above
It's just Cyrus in the moonlight
Singin′ to the one he loves
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay-ya aa ay
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay-ya aa ay
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay-ya aa ah
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay-ya ay ay
And the two girls start to dancin'
When they hear that drunken voice
That's when Cyrus asks the moonlight,
"Do I have to make a choice?
′Tween Eliza with her red hair
And Ramona with her blues
And with all these gifts they bring me
How can I refuse?"
Well the hills are full of spirits
And they walk when night comes round
And they speak to who they choose to
When the moon is shinin′ down
And Ramona loves the orchard
And Eliza loves the pine
And Cyrus in the moonlight
Loves the flowing of the wine
And one night you might hear it
Like a wailing from above
It's just Cyrus in the moonlight
Singin′ to the one he loves
He goes,
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay-ya aa ay
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay-ya ay ay
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay ya aa aa
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya. ay ya ay ay (yeeah)
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay ya aa aa
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay ya ay ya, ay ya
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay ya aa ay
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay ya ay ay (yeah)
(Hy-yi-yi-yiiiiiii-yeah, yeah eah)
(Hy-yiiiiii, eee)
Singin' to the one he loves
And they walk when night comes round
And they speak to who they choose to
When the moon is shinin′ down
And Ramona loves the orchard
And Eliza loves the pine
And Cyrus in the moonlight
Loves the flowing of the wine
Oh Cyrus trusts the spirits
And they fill his life with grace
Yeah the father of his fathers
Passed him down the gift of faith
And one night you might hear it
Like a wailing from above
It's just Cyrus in the moonlight
Singin′ to the one he loves
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay-ya aa ay
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay-ya aa ay
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay-ya aa ah
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay-ya ay ay
And the two girls start to dancin'
When they hear that drunken voice
That's when Cyrus asks the moonlight,
"Do I have to make a choice?
′Tween Eliza with her red hair
And Ramona with her blues
And with all these gifts they bring me
How can I refuse?"
Well the hills are full of spirits
And they walk when night comes round
And they speak to who they choose to
When the moon is shinin′ down
And Ramona loves the orchard
And Eliza loves the pine
And Cyrus in the moonlight
Loves the flowing of the wine
And one night you might hear it
Like a wailing from above
It's just Cyrus in the moonlight
Singin′ to the one he loves
He goes,
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay-ya aa ay
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay-ya ay ay
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay ya aa aa
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya. ay ya ay ay (yeeah)
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay ya aa aa
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay ya ay ya, ay ya
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay ya aa ay
Ay-yaya, ay-yaya, ay ya ay ay (yeah)
(Hy-yi-yi-yiiiiiii-yeah, yeah eah)
(Hy-yiiiiii, eee)
Singin' to the one he loves
Writer(s): Eric M Bazilian, Rick Chertoff, Rob Hyman, David Forman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com