Lyrics:

Girl it seems we won't be coming home soon
Corpus finds me singin' my old highway tune
Oh, I can make you swear I hung the Texas Moon
Can you hear the bird when it whispers
Can you feel the sun when it hides
Could you walk a mile in my footsteps
Could you stay with me for a while
I could make you swear I hung the Texas moon
Well the band is my brothers
And the road it keeps me high
But the van it is my home girl
And it seems to keep me in line
But sometimes I swear I hung the Texas moon
Oh I swear, yes I do
Well the harps are playin' while the angels cry
If you're a God send girl why'd you have to die
Well for twenty years I cried
And for fifteen years I tried
To make you think that I could hang the Texas moon
Oh I swear, yes I do
I could hang the Texas moon