Jenny, Jenny you don't know the nights I hide
Below a second story room to whistle you down
The man who's left to divvy up time is a miser
He's got a silver coin only lets it shine for hours
While you sleep it away

There's one rare and odd style of living
Part only known to the everybody, Jenny
A comical where's the end parade
Of the sort of people here would think unusual, Jenny

Tonight upon the mock brine of a Luna Sea
Far off we sail on to Back O' The Moon

Jenny, Jenny you don't know the days I've tried
Telling backyard tales so to maybe amuse
Tho' your mood is never giddy
If you smile I'm delighted
But you'd rather pout, such a lazy child
You dare fold your arms
Tisk and say that I lie

There's one rare and odd style of thinking
Part only known to the everybody, Jenny
The small step and giant leap takers
Got the head start in the race toward it, Jenny

Tonight upon the mock brine of a Luna Sea
Far off we sail on to the Back O' The Moon

That was a sigh
But not meant to envy you
When your age was mine
Some things were sworn true
Morning would come
And calendar pages had
New printed seasons on
Their opposite sides

Jenny, Jenny you don't know the nights I hide
Below a second story room to whistle you down
O the man who's left to divvy up time is a miser
He's got a silver coin lets it shine for hours
While you sleep it away

There's one rare and odd style of living
Part only known to the everybody, Jenny
Out of tin ships jump the bubble headed boys
To push their flags into powdered soils and cry
No second placers

No smart looking geese in bonnets
Dance with pigs in high b___on trousers
No milk pail for the farmer's daughter
No merry towns of sweet walled houses

Here I've found, Back O' the Moon
Not here I've found, Back O' the Moon

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