Vagabond Moon-Willie Nile

[ti:Vagabond Moon] [ar:Willie Nile] [al:Live From The Streets Of New York] [by:] [offset:0] [00:01.12]Vagabond Moon - Willie Nile [00:02.27]Written by：Willie Nile [00:03.42] [00:25.36]Ride to my window baby come in the morning [00:28.32] [00:29.19]Under the covers maybe we can play [00:32.39] [00:32.97]The nasty old reaper don't give you no warning [00:36.27] [00:37.00]Ride to my window baby come by today [00:40.33] [00:44.81]Ride to my window baby come in the evening [00:48.01] [00:48.68]The afternoon sun is going down soon [00:52.59]Why be you waiting there hiding and grieving [00:55.80] [00:56.51]When we could be rolling neath the vagabond moon [00:59.90] [01:00.43]It glows and thrills as it rides in the hills [01:04.05]And rolls through the dregs of the night [01:07.04] [01:08.36]It shines and beams down the back alley streams [01:11.86]And it fills a poor heart with delight [01:16.06] [01:24.04]Ride to my window baby come in the daytime [01:26.98] [01:27.90]My arms and my blankets would keep you so warm [01:31.23] [01:31.84]The cold wind is blowing you know this is the right time [01:35.33] [01:35.83]To take up shelter from the upcoming storm [01:39.05] [01:43.83]Ride thought my window babe and I'll ride thought yours [01:47.64]We should be singing such a merry old tune [01:51.12] [01:51.67]Open your shutters I'll open my doors [01:54.98] [01:55.58]And we can go howling neath the vagabond moon [01:58.89] [01:59.63]It glows and thrills as it rides in the hills [02:02.68] [02:03.31]And rolls through the dregs of the night [02:06.17] [02:07.44]It shines and beams down the back alley streams [02:10.52] [02:11.23]And it fills a poor heart with delight [02:14.81] [03:02.85]Ride to my window baby come after midnight [03:06.12] [03:06.72]No one in my street is awake or alive [03:09.98] [03:10.65]We can pass time here kissing in the moonlight [03:14.06] [03:14.69]What a fine thing to make love and survive [03:17.96] [03:18.52]It glows and thrills as it rides in the hills [03:21.67] [03:22.18]And rolls through the dregs of the night [03:25.34] [03:26.39]It shines and beams down the back alley streams [03:29.56] [03:30.13]And it fills a poor heart with delight