Titel:		BAD MOON RISING
I see the bad moon rising
I see trouble on the way
I see burnt wakes of lightning
I see bad times ahead
Don't call round tonight
They're bound to your bag
There's a bad moon on the rise.

I hear hurricans a-blowing
I know the end is coming soon
I feel rivers overflowing
I hear the voice of rack and ruin
Don't call tonight
They're bound to your bag
There's a bad moon on the rise.

Hope you your things together
Hope you can grab a bag today
Looks like we're in for hasty weather
Well now you're thinking for a nap
Well, don't come round tonight
Well it's bound you take your bag
There's a bad moon on the rise.

sissippi roll along	
	
     Until the end of time	
	
	
Now the country song forever lost his soul