I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

Down the Seven Bridges Road There are stars In the Southern sky Southward as you go There is moonlight And moss in the trees Now I have loved you like a baby Like some lonesome child And I have loved you in a tame way

Let's face the music and dance. Soon, we'll be without the moon, Humming a different tune, So while there's moonlight and music and love and romance, There may be trouble ahead, But while there's moonlight and music and love and romance, Before the

Down the Seven Bridges Road. There are stars in the southern sky Southward as you go. There is moonlight and moss in the trees Now I have loved you like a baby Like some lonesome child, And I have loved you in a tame way, And I have loved you wild.

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

Never knew how much that muddy water meant to me But I learned how to swim and I learned who I was Down by the river on a Friday night A pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight Talking 'bout cars and dreaming 'bout women Never had a plan just a livin' for

After midnight Somewhere a-walkin' Searching for me I go out walkin' Out in the moonlight I stop to see a weeping willow Cryin' on his pillow Maybe he's cryin' for me And as the skies turn gloomy

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

Black Sails at Midnight Out of the darkness they came With cannons a'raging and torches aflame Slaying all poseurs who stand in their way You're dead by daylight Your fate Too late Go the cold moonlight reflecting off your blade So many centuries spent

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle