Devil Stole the Moon Songtext
von Michael O'Connor

Drown the flame with a fifth of gin
Thoughts burned to her as it crossed his lips
How she′d slung it around and pawned his ring
The sad old way that she would sing
But now this broke-down band won't play in tune

The devil stole the moon
The devil stole the moon
The devil stole the moon
The devil stole the moon
The devil stole the moon
Blow your horn like death is in the room
The devil stole the moon


A torn jacket on a barbed wire fence
Scratched a tattooed name from beneath his skin
How his tilted tears did turn to mud
With the courage for the blade but not for the blood
Her lily neck between his fingertips
He gave her Valentine′s heart and Sullivan's fist

The devil stole the moon
The devil stole the moon
The devil stole the moon
The devil stole the moon
Dress on the floorboard torn and strewn
The devil stole the moon

The devil stole the moon
The devil stole the moon
The devil stole the moon
The devil stole the moon
Blow your horn like death is in the room
The devil stole the moon