Big yellow moon rising up over them old hills
Big yellow moon rising up over them old hills
There's a big yellow moon rising over the hills
My baby's on a tear and she's fit to kill
There's a big yellow moon rising up over them old hills

The Devil's in the Jukebox jumping on the rhythm and blues
Devil's in the Jukebox jumping on the rhythm and blues
The Devil's in the Jukebox jumping on the rhythm
Kinfolk say you've got to take what you've been given
The Devil's in the Jukebox jumping on the rhythm and blues

Mama 'bout to throw a few tomatoes on the griddle to fry
Mama 'bout to throw a few tomatoes on the griddle to fry
Mama 'bout to throw a few tomatoes on the griddle
Kick off your shoes and set a little
Mama 'bout to throw a few tomatoes on the griddle to fry

Packing my bags and thinking that Id get out of town
Packing my bags and thinking that Id get out of town
Been packing my bags, think I'll get out of town
But like an old dog I just keep hanging 'round
Packing my bags and thinking that Id get out of town

Big yellow moon rising up over them old hills
Big yellow moon rising up over them old hills
There's a big yellow moon rising over the hills
My baby's on a tear and she's fit to kill
There's a big yellow moon rising up over them old hills