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Harvest Moon

by Jason & The Scorchers

on Fervor (1984)

Harvest Moon
Shine on down
The chill in the air wakes the ghosts of the ground
Northern winds, I hear your voice
The chilling frost takes all hope of choice

Harvest song, the wheels are set
The odds are against us in sin we met
Harvest child, born too soon
Your soul is chilled underneath that moon

Harvest moon, take me down for a while
Harvest moon, sickness is now become style

Crystal day the glories dreamed
This ain't the way that the movie seemed
Love for sale, sin for hire
Trading time for eternal fire

Harvest moon, take me down for a while
Harvest moon, sickness is now become style

November girl, your brown eyes see
The passion is killing the love in me
Harvest time, gather in
For bounties are scarce in the depths of sin
For bounties are scarce in the depths of sin.