Dm | A7 | Dm | |
The ni | ght was mighty da | rk so you could h | ardly see |
F | Dm | A7 | |
And the m | oon ref | used to s | hine |
Dm | A7 | Dm |
Couple sittin’ | underneath the | willow tree |
G | Dm7 | C7 | |
For | love | they | pined |
Gm7 | C7 | Gm7 | |
The l | ittle maid was | kinda ‘fraid of d | arkness |
C7 | F | F/E | Dm7 |
So she s | aid, | “I guess I’ll | go.” |
G | Dm7 | G | Dm7 | |
The b | oy began to s | igh, lo | oked up in the | sky |
G | Dm7 | C | C7 | |
And t | old the moon his l | ittle tale of | woe |
F | |
Melody: | fa\mi |
D7 | G | G7 |
Shine on, shine on, harvest m | oon up in the s | ky |
C | F | Bb | F |
I ain’t had no lovin’ since | January, | February, | June or July |
D7 | G | G7 |
Snow time ain’t no time to s | tay outdoors and s | poon |
C | F | Bb | F | |
So s | hine on, shine on, harvest m | oon, for | me and my g | al |
Dm | A7 | Dm | |
I c | an’t see why a | boy should cry when | by his side |
F | Dm | A7 | |
Is a g | irl he l | oves so t | rue |
Dm | A7 | Dm |
All he has to | say is, “Won’t you | be my bride |
G | Dm7 | C7 | |
For | I | love | you.” |
Gm7 | C7 | Gm7 | |
But | why should I be t | elling you this | secret |
C7 | F | F/E | Dm7 | |
W | hen I k | now | that you can g | uess? |
G | Dm7 | G | Dm7 | |
H | arvest moon will s | mile, s | hine on all the w | hile |
G | Dm7 | C | C7 |
If the little g | irl should answer “Y | es”! |
D7 | G | G7 |
Shine on, shine on, harvest m | oon up in the s | ky |
C | F | Bb | F |
I ain’t had no lovin’ since | January, | February, | June or July |
D7 | G | G7 |
Snow time ain’t no time to s | tay outdoors and s | poon |
C | F | Bb | F | |
So s | hine on, shine on, harvest m | oon, for | me and my g | al |