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Pickin Neath the Marilyn Monroe Moon

Last night when I scrambled home neath the moonlight

down the hall through the walls a new born baby cried

The sirens outside make me wish to be sober

for I feel a new song building deep in my heart

Marilyn Monroe moon shines bright thru my window

I turn off the T.V. and I turn out the light

She knows my love has gone to another

cry ma a river you cool summer rain

Chorus:

Sing me a song of my silver haired mother

strawberries for breakfast and ice cream in June

America bleeds for that Chuck wagon Cowboy

pickin neath the Marilyn Monroe moon

Verse:

Godamn the pushman Lord I've had enough

script call for actors who lie like a rug

Cop-killers hi-jackers make people cry

like the sound of a train whistle moanin good-bye

So by the light of the moon a new song I'll write

'bout Cats howlin passion in the dead of the night

How men dance alone to the beat of the drummer

it's a new do si do and it's Saturday night

I'll slay you you dragon at dawn come tomorrow

cause I've been ridin shotgun for most of my life

The battle to come will be fought in the bosom

Newfoundland screech makes it all feel allright

Paul Henry Dallaire/ SOCAN.CA

Lyrics Submitted by Paul Henry Dallaire

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