Maxie (cont.)
Sweetheart, how can you resist their plea,
And the moon you used to share with me?
June Moon, shining above,
Will my true love come soon?
June Moon, I am so blue;
I know that you long for her, too.
Sweet night-bird, winging aloft,
Singing a soft love tune,
Tell her to come to me here,
To me and her dear June Moon.”