Rachel And The Moon | Peter Alsop

Peter Alsop

Music for Children and Adults

Rachel And The Moon

From the album Stayin' Over Buy Now

- parents can accidently squash kids feelings!

RACHEL AND THE MOON                                                                                                                    

Fog drifted through the streets of the town                  

Leaving a misty trail                                                   

The fog horn bleated out on the point                             

And the moonlight glowed cold and pale, cold and pale.    

            No one was out in the cool night air                    

            As Rachel lay in her room                                  

            And she wished that the fog would all roll away     

            To clear the sky for the Moon.                            

            And she’d sing to herself,                                  

 

Cho:  The Moon is my friend                                          

It watches me all night thru                                             

The Moon keeps me safe,                                               

And it won’t go to sleep, until I do.                                  

            Du-du-duu. duo-du, duo-du, duo-duuu             

            Du-du-du, du-du,du-duuu                              

 

Rachel knew how special she was

To have such a friend as the Moon

As she stared out her window, the fog rolled away,

And she kept on humming her tune.

And she’d sing to herself,

Chorus

 

Her father came in to kiss her “Goodnight”

And she told what her friend, the Moon, did.

That it watched her and followed wherever she went

And so wasn’t he proud to have her as his kid?

            And her father laughed “Yes!” he was proud and he

            Hugged her, and up on his lap Rachel curled.

            Then he smiled and kissed her, and told her “the Moon,

            Follows everyone in the world.”

 

Fog drifted through the streets of the town

Leaving a misty trail

The fog horn bleated out on the point

And the moonlight glowed cold and pale, . . cold and pale.

            And Rachel lay wide awake on her bed

            She was sure that her father was wrong

            And the Moon couldn’t sleep at all that night

            And the fog hid the tears, that ran with her song.

            And she’d sing to herself,

Chorus

 

Written by Peter Alsop, ©1987, Moose School Music (BMI)

(From a story by Rachel Barber, age 11)

On Stayin’ Over  –  www.peteralsop.com

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