Music by W. Raymond Walker
Words by Wm. Tracey
Mister Moon hear me croon
Listen to me sighing,
I am sad, I am mad,
I’m so blue I feel like crying
Every night you shine bright,
When we start our wooing.
Out you sneak and then you start to peek
I guess you’re jealous that is true.
Oh you troublesome Moon,
We’ll be after you soon,
Cause you know that when you should be sleeping
You are always peeping down at sweethearts while they spoon
All our hearts you are breaking
With the trouble you’re making
When you might try to please us why you only tease us
Oh you Great Big Troublesome Moon.
Don’t go ‘way just you stay
I’m not half thro’ talking,
Ain’t it true that you do
Follow us when we go walking
Every place your big face
Seems to be right near us
Cupid too is getting wise to you
He says you spoil his business too.