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Lyrics By
Robert Hunter
Music By
Jerry Garcia
Lyrics

Standing on the moon, I got no cobweb on my shoe
Standing on the moon, I'm feeling so alone and blue
I see the Gulf of Mexico as tiny as a tear
The coast of California must be somewhere over here
Over here

Standing on the moon, I see the battle rage below
Standing on the moon, I see the soldiers come and go
There's a metal flag beside me someone planted long ago
Old glory standing stiffly, crimson, white and indigo
Old glory standing stiffly, crimson, white and indigo
Indigo

I see all of South East Asia; I can see El Salvador
I hear the cries of children and the other songs of war
It's like a mighty melody that rings down from the sky
Standing here upon the moon I watch it all roll by
All roll by
All roll by
All roll by

Standing on the moon, I see a shadow on the sun
Standing on the moon, the stars go fading one by one
I hear a cry of victory, another of defeat
A scrap of age-old lullaby down some forgotten street

Standing on the moon, where talk is cheap and vision true
Standing on the moon, but I would rather be with you
Somewhere in San Francisco on a back porch in July
Just looking up to heaven at this crescent in the sky
In the sky

Standing on the moon with nothing left to do
A lovely view of heaven but I'd rather be with you
A lovely view of heaven but I'd rather be with you
Be with you
I'd rather be with you
[etc]

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    Standing on the moon, I got no cobweb on my shoe
    Standing on the moon, I'm feeling so alone and blue
    I see the Gulf of Mexico as tiny as a tear
    The coast of California must be somewhere over here
    Over here

    Standing on the moon, I see the battle rage below
    Standing on the moon, I see the soldiers come and go
    There's a metal flag beside me someone planted long ago
    Old glory standing stiffly, crimson, white and indigo
    Old glory standing stiffly, crimson, white and indigo
    Indigo

    I see all of South East Asia; I can see El Salvador
    I hear the cries of children and the other songs of war
    It's like a mighty melody that rings down from the sky
    Standing here upon the moon I watch it all roll by
    All roll by
    All roll by
    All roll by

    Standing on the moon, I see a shadow on the sun
    Standing on the moon, the stars go fading one by one
    I hear a cry of victory, another of defeat
    A scrap of age-old lullaby down some forgotten street

    Standing on the moon, where talk is cheap and vision true
    Standing on the moon, but I would rather be with you
    Somewhere in San Francisco on a back porch in July
    Just looking up to heaven at this crescent in the sky
    In the sky

    Standing on the moon with nothing left to do
    A lovely view of heaven but I'd rather be with you
    A lovely view of heaven but I'd rather be with you
    Be with you
    I'd rather be with you
    [etc]