Birdies fly with new ambition
spring is in their song
soon you'll yourself a wishin
days were not so long
If my thought is not defined
listen while I speak my mind
There ought to be a moonlight saving time
so I could love that boy of mine
until the birdies wake and chime
Good morning!
There ought to be a law in clover time
to keep that moon out overtime
to keep each lover's lane in rhyme
till dawning
You'd better hurry up, hurry up, hurry up
get busy today
you'd better croon a tune, croon a tune
to the man up in the moon
and here is what I say
There ought a Moonlight savings time
so I could love that boy of mine
until the birdies wake and chime
Good morning!
In January the nights are very long
but that's all right
in happy June, comes the honeymoon time
days are longer than the night
In love time's season, the moon's the reason
for every cuddle and kiss
When the days are longer
the nights are shorter
something should be done about this
There ought to be a moonlight saving time
to make the morning glories climb
an hour later on the vine
each morning
You sort of need a moon
to bill and coo
an old back porch
a birch canoe
a parlor lamp in June won't do
I'm warning
I've heard the farmer say
I'll make hay while the sun is shining above
but when the day is done
night begun
you can ask the farmer's son
It's time to make love
There ought to be a moonlight saving time
so I could love that boy of mine
until the birdies wake and chime
Good morning!
That's all!
