Hank Thompson. In The Valley Of The Moon. Zeneszám

(In the valley of the moon)
Down the lane we strolled
'Neath the roses in the valley of the moon
And I lost my love
'Neath the roses in the valley of the moon

We kissed and said goodbye
She cried and so did I
Now dear, you wonder why I am lonely
But we'll meet again
By the roses in the valley of the moon

Down the lane we strolled
'Neath the roses