Lost in the shuffle, I've drifted an' strayed Bruised by the city, bewildered, betrayed With a heart heavy laden with faltering strides I have come to the bridge, to the line that divides! What am I doing up here in a daze As I gaze at the cold river bed? Why do I ask myself, "Shall I go back when I seem to be going ahead?" To black moonlight! Where everything reflects your colour Darkness that is endless. nights that leave me friendless . . . blue! Black moonlight! You make the lights of Harlem duller Just like me you're faded, jaded and degraded . . . too! Why must you send . . . ebony moonbeams, depressing, distressing . . . like shadows of love that are gone? Where will it end? Will it spread on to the starlight, the sunlight and darken each promise of dawn? Black moonlight! I've lost all power to resist you Madly, I await you, even though I hate you Black, black moonlight! Music by Arthur Johnston with lyrics by Arthur Coslow, 1933
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