Blue Moon Junction

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Jim Lauderdale

The junk shop of my passion
Museum of memory
Not the land I grew up in
But the one that grew up in me
No America we know
From ever so long ago
Though no more than a stone's throw

Blue Moon Junction and falling snow
Back in the long ago
The long, long, long ago
Not the day we were born in, no
Back in the long ago

So far south that it's almost north
Way back in the long go
Certain music brings it forth
Certain shadows that hang just so
Certain sacred memories
Forgotten till it's time to know
Silver cherries in the trees

Blue Moon Junction and falling snow
Back in the long ago
The long, long, long ago
Not the day we were born in, no
Back in the long ago

Comet in a sky of green
And the sunset in the south
Other wonders to be seen
Don't stand there gaping, shut your mouth
Along came flood and famine
Wind there came, the hurricane
Some of this was due to man
The rest nobody was to blame
Calling all into question
Parlay on the courthouse lawn
Talk till you're blue in the face
But once it's gone, it's gone
Yes, once it's gone, it's long gone
Weep a tear on sad farewell
You won't find it in the dawn
Traces of dream fortell

All I really want to know
Where do all those dreams come from
When they're gone, where do they go
All the way back from where they come
Can't be proved, much less believed
Shock of someone just received
Blue Moon Junction lies between
The lost past and the unforeseen
Back in the long ago
The long, long, long ago
Not the day we ware born in, no
Back in the long ago
Not the day we were born in, no
Back in the long ago

Once it's gone, it's truly gone
Only lesser worlds to know
Far behind or on beyond
Blue Moon Junction and falling snow