Cherokee Moon

The stars are shinin’
In the Carolina night
Or is it just the cabins
Lightin’ up the mountainside
Where lovers sleep like silver spoons
Under the Cherokee moon

If I said I’m sorry
It wouldn’t be enough
I know you’re unhappy
I know times are tough
Listen to the old coyotes croon
Under the Cherokee moon

The trailer parks on fire
The dogs out on the road
If you don’t stop drinkin’
Your whole world might explode
Out on the lake you’re laughing like a loon
Under the Cherokee moon

The end is drawing near
To your trail of tears
The chariot swings low
Down on your sacred road
Under the Cherokee moon

The neon lights are sizzlin’
The casino’s runnin’ flush
The corn crop is fizzlin’
But the wall to wall is plush
And I ’m stayin’ in a semi-deluxe room
Under the cherokee moon

Your buckskins tattered
Ancient parchment torn
Old folks are dyin’
Nobody’s being born
They took away a little too much too soon
Under the Cherokee moon

Once I had a pony
I rode him til he dropped
Once I had a vision
And then the music stopped
And little sparrow flew away last june
Under a Cherokee moon

Written by Robert Hazard - © 2004 ASCAP