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capri0mniSo much for this idea being a cure for insomnia; I got so wrapped up in figuring out how to work with grammatically correct (if odd) feet that I didn't get to bed until after 6 am (at least it did keep the creeping dreads away)!
There's more to come, surely. I have to somehow get him home again. But in the meantime, what I do have gives you the basic structure:
Oh, the Man in the Moon,
he went into a swoon
For his cellar was empty of claret
'Til he looked to the Earth,
And saw wonder and mirth
And he thought to himself: "Why not try it?"
So he then did descend
on the tail of the wind
And both hither and yon he did saunter.
And it opened his eyes
for he sure was surprised
by the strange and fantastical wonders.
Chorus:
Oh, a traveling lad,
he will never be sad.
So the Man in the Moon, he went walking.
And the stories he told
of the things to behold,
Well, the Loonies back home are still talking!
Oh, he met with a cat
in a fine derby hat
oh, there stood a man made of wrought iron
there a gate blocked his path
with a deep belly laugh
then the engineer stoked up the fire!
And he saw butterflies
with the tiniest eyes
there were needles all made of fine velvet
there a curtain hung down
over all of the town
there the glistening snow made a carpet.
Chorus:
Oh, a traveling lad,
he will never be sad.
So the Man in the Moon, he went walking.
And the stories he told
of the things to behold,
Well, the Loonies back home are still talking!
I won't post the tune, yet. I'm not quite sure I like it.
There's more to come, surely. I have to somehow get him home again. But in the meantime, what I do have gives you the basic structure:
Oh, the Man in the Moon,
he went into a swoon
For his cellar was empty of claret
'Til he looked to the Earth,
And saw wonder and mirth
And he thought to himself: "Why not try it?"
So he then did descend
on the tail of the wind
And both hither and yon he did saunter.
And it opened his eyes
for he sure was surprised
by the strange and fantastical wonders.
Chorus:
Oh, a traveling lad,
he will never be sad.
So the Man in the Moon, he went walking.
And the stories he told
of the things to behold,
Well, the Loonies back home are still talking!
Oh, he met with a cat
in a fine derby hat
oh, there stood a man made of wrought iron
there a gate blocked his path
with a deep belly laugh
then the engineer stoked up the fire!
And he saw butterflies
with the tiniest eyes
there were needles all made of fine velvet
there a curtain hung down
over all of the town
there the glistening snow made a carpet.
Chorus:
Oh, a traveling lad,
he will never be sad.
So the Man in the Moon, he went walking.
And the stories he told
of the things to behold,
Well, the Loonies back home are still talking!
I won't post the tune, yet. I'm not quite sure I like it.
