Keep Sweeping The Cobwebs Off The Moon

Come on children and gather round I got a lot to tell Because the clouds are grumbling Don't think the world is crumbling No need worry, and lose that frown You'll soon be feeling well A little home philosophy Will help you shake that spell Change all of your grey skies Turn them into gay skies And keep sweeping the cobwebs off the moon The silvery moon! What good is your pining Find your silver lining And keep sweeping the cobwebs off the moon You'll make the clouds hurry away Humming a lovely love song Some, some lucky day somebody may come along So, shake all of your sorrow Take care of tomorrow And keep sweeping the cobwebs off the moon. ... So, shake all of your sorrow Take care of tomorrow And keep sweeping the cobwebs off the moon.