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 – indigo
I see all of Southeast 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
Standing on the moon
With nothing else to do
A lovely view of heaven
But I’d rather be with you
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
And 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
Standing on the moon
With nothing left to do
A lovely view of heaven
But I’d rather be with you – be with you
Watch You Burn (Live From The 57th Academy of Country Music Awards / 2022)
Only a coward would pick up a gun
And shoot up a crowd tryin’ to have fun
Now the Vegas lights, they won’t lose their glow
And the band will play and go on with the show
And you’re gonna get your turn
Yes, you’re gonna get your turn
Son, you’re gonna get your turn
Devil gonna watch you burn
I wasn’t there, I didn’t see
But I had friends in your company
If I could snap my fingers, if I could flip a switch
I’d make that last bullet first, you son of a bitch
You’re gonna get your turn
Yes, you’re gonna get your turn
Oh, you’re gonna get your turn
Devil gonna watch you burn
To the evil ones, you know who you are
I beg of you, don’t you go too far
Just know this, let it give you pause
Before you mail out your bombs
Or pull a trigger in a synagogue
You’re gonna get your turn
(You’re gonna get your turn)
Oh, you’re gonna get your turn
(You’re gonna get your turn)
Yes, you’re gonna get your turn
Devil gonna watch you burn
Whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh
Whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh
Whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh
Whoo-ooh-ooh-ooh
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn