The Sad Milkman Letra

Till he crawled up the chimney and into the night.

But, the moon she rises and the moon she falls
And her slow white eye sees nothing at all.

Down on the sidewalk a crowd gathered round
Flinging up bricks and bottles to knock the boy down.
He stood up above them with his hands in the air
Calling up to the moonbeams, “Come let down your hair.”

But, the moon she rises and the moon she falls
And her slow white eye sees nothing at all.

He wanted to feel like a bucket of milk
Or sweet summer wind on rolling, green hills.
He wanted to fly up from the roof
Sailing up through the night wind to the arms of the moon.

But, the moon she rises and the moon she falls
And her slow white eye sees nothing at all.