The Home of Bob Dylan, Hibbing MN - spring 1958, John Bucklen tape
Self Portrait recording session 3, Nashville TN - 3.may.1969
Blue moon you saw me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own.
Blue moon you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for someone I really could care for.
Then suddenly there appeared before me
The only one my arms could ever hold
I heard someone whisper, "Please adore me''
And when I looked my moon had turned to gold.
Blue moon now I am no longer alone
Without a dream in may heart, without a love of my own
Without a love of my own.