DRINKING 'N THE MOON BEAMS br br With a bottle of wine I sit by the flowing willow tree br Wer’re drinking alone the moon and I br , the moon above looks down on me; br I call and lift my cup to her brightness. br Drinking in the Moon beams my companion provides for free. br What a party we to are having I say, — br But if only it was a party for three, br Then we could get drunk on the moon beams, br the way it used to be, br So I seek my solace alone br Regretting I am free br The drinking, the moon and my shadow.