End The Misery

I hear the music of the wind

Whistling through the trees

It’s a sound so divine

brings me to my knees.

Oh won’t you end this misery soon

It just seems I keep howling at the moon.

My baby’s due in Dallas

But I won’t be there

I’m quarantined in Idaho

Tearing out my hair

Oh won’t you end this misery soon

It just seems I keep howling at the moon.

The blossoms are exploding

While the peepers sing their song

the sun is shining like a silver dollar

But it won’t last for long

Oh won’t you end this misery soon

It just seems I keep howling at the moon.

There’s so many places that I want to see

I’d spend a month in gay Paree.

And then hop a train to the Matterhorn

And drink till I just can’t drink any more

Oh won’t you end this misery soon

It just seems I keep howling at the moon.

There are friends in Topeka

And others in Rome

Will I ever get to see ya

I really don’t know.

Oh won’t you end this misery soon

It just seems I keep howling at the moon.

At night while I am dreaming

of a better place and time

Then I awaken to the real world

Which has no reason and no rhyme.

Oh won’t you end this misery soon

It just seems I keep howling at the moon.

So I’ll play my song until my fingers bleed

And the strings on my guitar all snap

and I can no longer believe

Oh won’t you end this misery soon

It just seems I keep howling at the moon.

Somewhere they’re waltzing in a ballroom

All the lovers arm in arm

The music is so soothing

The weather is so warm.

Oh won’t you end this misery soon

It just seems I keep howling at the moon.