Guitar chords sound, when there's no one around,
A sad melody caused by what I see, all night long.
Sitting on my porch strumming that old Blues tune,
No one to share my troubles, to tell them in a song.
My Moody Moon Blues, playing that old Moody Blues kind of song
Miss my home in Georgia, Oklahoma's not my home,
Had an itch in my shoes, did make me want to roam.
Left on that night bird, then I flew all the way out here,
Missing all of my family, nobody in this place so dear.
My Moody Moon Blues, playing that old Moody Blues kind of song.
D-chord, G-chord, I'm a picking each one so clear,
Ripping up and down, fretting, and drinking beer.
Can't hold back my feelings, I've got to shed a tear,
World's all so happy when all my friends are near.
Playing those Moody Moon Blues, My Moody Blues kinda song
Take me back to Georgia roads, leave this place behind,
My home out in the country where all weather is so fine.
That Oklahoma wind will up and blow your house away,
Ain't no sense in my staying, got to leave this place today.
Just playing those Moody Moon Blues, Moody moon Blues kinda song.
You know you can't help catching those Blues,
Those ever-lovin Moody Moon Kinda Blues.
They get down in your soul, and want turn loose,
Ever-lovin, mood shoving, Moody Moon Blues.
So I'm just a playing, My Moody Moon kinda Blues,
By the stars at night, every cloud's gone out-a-sight,
Playing those Moody Moon, moody kinda Blues.