THE MOON WAS YELLOW
Fred Ahlert (m) Edgar Leslie (l) 1934

Margaret Whiting


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 the song was sung
That vocal inspiration gave me the inclination 
To give my heart away

Here 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

My love is mellow and my hopes are strung
Around that Cupid fellow
Behold, the moon is yellow and the night is young