Written by Emily Harstone | September 18, 2017
He raised high his moon-lit cymbal.
Happy trails until we meet again!
Shadow puppets weren’t Woody’s strong suit
He reached for the moon.
I’d hand you the moon forever….
Man in the moon waves hello.
The man on the moon waves.
Only by moonlight can I be.
Moon shine bright, farewell to dark.
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He raised high his moon-lit cymbal.
Happy trails until we meet again!
Shadow puppets weren’t Woody’s strong suit
He reached for the moon.
I’d hand you the moon forever….
Man in the moon waves hello.
The man on the moon waves.
Only by moonlight can I be.
Moon shine bright, farewell to dark.