Pretty little girl on the side of the road

Yellow hair in a yellow bow

Little thumb sticking in the exit lane

Two packs of smokes and a candy cane

With women hips and baby lips

A Hallelujah book in the back of a pillow-slip.

If she gets out of here too soon

She'll run fast by the shy of the moon.



If she's been havin' the same old dreams,

Of lullabies and pale blue skies

Fallen asleep beneath the stars,

Orion aims and shoots his arrows oh so far

Aims 'em hard,

He shoots the moon and takes her as his own reward.

If she's gonna see those stars too soon

She'll run fast by the shy of the moon.



If she found out so long ago

That she wants more than all she knows

The river ends right as she goes,

Water breaks and she's gone down in the undertow,

She's below,

But I'll stand tall and hold up high my mistletoe.

She's gonna shine just like brand new,

She'll take my hand and we'll run by the shy of the moon.