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Blue Öyster Cult

Harvest Moon

This place has a history

The Spaniards settled here

They burned the town and fields

They moved away from here

My grandma often told me

She knew it peaceful here

The war took all the vigor

War took the best from here

Ahh ahh ahh ahh When the wind turns

Ahh ahh ahh ahh And blows the leaves from the trees

Ahh ahh ahh ahh Harvest moon

I see the days grow shorter

I feel the nights grow cold Harvest moon

Young people feelin' restless

Old people feelin' old Harvest moon

I sense the darkness clearer

I feel a presence here Harvest moon

A change in the weather

I love this time of year Harvest moon

The Cobys worked that valley

They gave that land a go

They built a thriving business

Then came that early snow

They lost their livestock that year

They lost their sheep and goats

They sold the farm in springtime

Went south to work the boats

Ahh ahh ahh ahh When the wind turns

Ahh ahh ahh ahh And blows the leaves from the trees

Ahh ahh ahh ahh Harvest moon

I see the days grow shorter

I feel the nights grow cold Harvest moon

Young people feelin' restless

Old people feelin' old Harvest moon

I sense the darkness clearer

I feel a presence here Harvest moon

A change in the weather

I love this time of year Harvest moon

Ten years in this farmhouse

Ten years come this May

My simple needs are covered

Since grandma passed away

Long time since there's been trouble

That's what the people say

I told the new man when I

Sold the farm today

Ahh ahh ahh ahh When the wind turns

Ahh ahh ahh ahh And blows the leaves from the trees

Ahh ahh ahh ahh Harvest moon

I sense the darkness clearer

I feel a presence here Harvest moon

A change in the weather

I feel some evil here Harvest moon

I hear some frightful noises

I don't go out at night Harvest moon

Since Bobrow's youngest daughter

Disappeared from sight Harvest moon

I know they'll find her some day

They find them all that way Harvest moon

After the thaw in springtime

The snow melts away Harvest moon

I see the days grow shorter

I feel the nights grow cold Harvest moon

Young people feelin' restless

Old people feelin' old Harvest moon