Newyorská rocková skupina založená v r. 1970 na základech sk. The Stalk - Forrest Group. (Od r. 1967 hráli i pod názvy Soft White Underbelly a Oxaca.)
Celková image i sound byly do značné míry určovány dvěma manažery - Sandy Pearlmanem a...
Píseň: Harvest Moon
- Interpret:
- Blue Öyster Cult
- Album:
- Heaven Forbid
This place has a history The Spaniards settled here They burned the town and fields They moved away from here My grandma often told me She knew it peaceful here The war took all the vigor War took the best from here Ahh ahh ahh ahh When the wind turns Ahh ahh ahh ahh And blows the leaves from the trees Ahh ahh ahh ahh Harvest moon I see the days grow shorter I feel the nights grow cold Harvest moon Young people feelin' restless Old people feelin' old Harvest moon I sense the darkness clearer I feel a presence here Harvest moon A change in the weather I love this time of year Harvest moon The Cobys worked that valley They gave that land a go They built a thriving business Then came that early snow They lost their livestock that year They lost their sheep and goats They sold the farm in springtime Went south to work the boats Ahh ahh ahh ahh When the wind turns Ahh ahh ahh ahh And blows the leaves from the trees Ahh ahh ahh ahh Harvest moon I see the days grow shorter I feel the nights grow cold Harvest moon Young people feelin' restless Old people feelin' old Harvest moon I sense the darkness clearer I feel a presence here Harvest moon A change in the weather I love this time of year Harvest moon Ten years in this farmhouse Ten years come this May My simple needs are covered Since grandma passed away Long time since there's been trouble That's what the people say I told the new man when I Sold the farm today Ahh ahh ahh ahh When the wind turns Ahh ahh ahh ahh And blows the leaves from the trees Ahh ahh ahh ahh Harvest moon I sense the darkness clearer I feel a presence here Harvest moon A change in the weather I feel some evil here Harvest moon I hear some frightful noises I don't go out at night Harvest moon Since Bobrow's youngest daughter Disappeared from sight Harvest moon I know they'll find her some day They find them all that way Harvest moon After the thaw in springtime The snow melts away Harvest moon I see the days grow shorter I feel the nights grow cold Harvest moon Young people feelin' restless Old people feelin' old Harvest moon