Moonshadow (Live at the Troubadour)

Oh, I'm being followed by a moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow

Leapin' and hoppin' on a moonshadow, moonshadow, moonshadow

And if I ever lose my hands, lose my plough, lose my land,

Oh if I ever lose my hands, oh if... I wont have to work no more.

And if I ever lose my eyes, if my colors all run dry,