Texty: Bing Crosby. Moon Was Yellow.

The moon was yellow and the night was young
A smile brought us together and I was wond'ring whether
We'd meet again some day?

The moon was yellow and a song was sung
That vocal inspiration gave me the inclination
To give my heart away

Her we are
Is our romance to continue?
Will it be my luck to win you?
May I look that far?

My love is mellow and my hopes are strung
Around that cupid fellow, behold, the moon is yellow
And the night is young

Her we are
Is our romance to continue?
Will it be my luck to win you?
May I look that far?

My love is mellow and my hopes are strung
Around that cupid fellow, behold, the moon is yellow
And the night is young