BLACK MOONLIGHT
Sam Coslow (m) Arthur James Johnston (l)


Bing Crosby w Jimmie Grier & his Orch   
rec Aug 27th 1933 Los Angeles


also-
Anita O'Day w Ben Homer & his Orch '50
Perry Como '50
Mel Torme w Hal Mooney & his Orch '52


Lost in the shuffle, I've drifted and strayed,
Bruised by the city, bewildered, betrayed,
With a heart heavy laden, with faltering stride,
I have come to the bridge, to the line that divides.


What am I doing up here in a daze
As I gaze at the cold river bed?
Why do I ask myself, "Shall I go back?",
When I seem to be going ahead to;


Black moonlight,
Where everything reflects your colour,
Darkness that is endless,
Nights that leave me friendless, blue.
Black moonlight,
You make the lights of Harlem duller,
Just like me you're faded,
Jaded and degraded too!


Why must you send ebony moonbeams,
Depressing, distressing, like shadows of loves that are gone?
Where will it end?
will it spread on
To the starlight, the sunlight, and darken the promise of dawn?


Black moonlight,
I've lost all power to resist you,
Madly I wait you,
Even though I hate you,
Black moonlight!


Oh black moonlight,
I've lost all power to resist you,
Madly I wait you,
Even though I hate you,
Black moonlight!














(Contributed by Peter Akers - September 2008)