Poor Moon

作曲 : James Oden

Poor Moon - Canned Heat

Written by：Alan Wilson

Ever since I was a kid

You sure looked good to me

Now I'm a man full-grown and I

Know what I hate to see

Oh well

It might be tomorrow

Oh well

I just don't know

Oh well

It might take years

I wonder when they're going to

Destroy your face

It may seem silly but I don't like

What's been coming down

Cause you've been looking good too long

To change your color now

Oh well

They might test some bomb

Oh well

And scar your skin

Oh well

I don't think they care so

I wonder when they're going to

Destroy your face

I hope I see you in the sky

At night when I get old

I hope you'll look about the same

As when I was a boy

Oh well

It gets me to gasping

Oh well

When I think about

Oh well

What they might do

I wonder when they're going to

Destroy your face

Well you sure look good

In the sky at night

And it's sad to say

You won't shine so bright

Some day

When they're through with you

I bet you've seen the cloud we make

That covers up our rain

I wonder if you'll hide behind

A shroud like that some day

Oh well

I'm worried about it

Oh well

It makes me sigh

Oh well

I just can't help it

I wonder when they're going to

Destroy your face

Oh well

It might be tomorrow

Oh well

I just don't know

Oh well

It might take years

I wonder when they're going to

Destroy your face