The clouds are moving fast tonight
There's a fast southernly blowing wind
Other than that everything is quiet
And the man is in the moon again

All of a sudden something stirred up the frogs by the pond
I guess it's time for me to be moving on
With my little dog he's my best friend
And as we look up the man is in the moon again

Off in a distance I see a few lights in the little town
And farther still I hear this faint sound
In a little while the train will be coming round the bend
And as we quickly cross the tracks the man is in the moon again