Maria Daines Blue Moon River

Blue Moon River Across the blue moon river I keep myself alone Outa sight, outa harm Far from the reach of the law s long arm In the mouth of the mountain I feel no fear Just a buzzard for a friend I live my life as a wild thing The sky paints pictures I race the storm Old stones in the canyon Make a real good home Your truth ain t mine So don t come here wanting I lay my hurt out in the sun And today it ain t your day, son No prize for the hunting No prize for the hunting, son No prize for the hunting No prize, son Time has claimed my fight, yeah But I m still here with one sharp tooth, hah You can find a stick to beat me, hey But I m telling you, boy You bound to lose You bound to lose me You bound to lose me, yeah Left the ghost town harbour For I know the devil s work Got away, played dead Ain t no guilt in this hollow head No one make me someth