In the hot September sun down in Texas
  Sucked the streams bone dry
  Turned to roads to dust
  In the sleepy little towns down in Texas,
  the shades are all pulled down;
  the streets are all rolled up.
  And the only thing that breaks the silence
  Are the trucks a-passin' by
  Late at night on the front porch swing
  You can hear their mournful sigh
  And the lonesome weeping willow cries to the stars above
  He was callin' out for his lady love
  She's been gone so long
  
  I was just talkin' to the moon
  Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over
  The memory of you-too hard to hold
  
  And the wind across the plains
  Is all that now remains
  And the night shakes loose the names
  But they never quite go back the way they came
  
  So, good-bye rodeo
  It's a long, funny way for men to go
  Never change
  Never change at all
  
  I was just talkin' to the moon
  Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over
  The memory of you- too hard to hold on
  
  I was just talkin' to the moon
  Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over the
  Memory of you