Oh the hills are full of spirits

And they walk when night comes round

And they speak to who they choose to

When the moon is shining down

And Ramona loves the orchard

And Liza loves the pine

And Cyrus in the moonlight

Loves the flowing of the wine



Oh Cyrus trusts the spirits

And they fill his life with grace

Yeah the father of his fathers

Passed him down the gift of faith

And one night you might hear it

Like a wailing from above

It's just Cyrus in the moonlight

Singing to the one he loves...



And the two girls start to dancing

When they hear that drunken voice

That's when Cyrus asks the moonlight

Do I have to make a choice

'Tween Liza with her red hair

And Ramona with her blues

And with all these gifts they bring me

Tell me how can I refuse



Well the hills are full of spirits

And they walk when night comes round

And they speak to who they choose to

When the moon is shining down

And Ramona loves the orchard

And Liza loves the pine

And Cyrus in the moonlight

Loves the flowing of the wine

And one night you might hear it

Like a wailing from above

It's just Cyrus in the moonlight

Singing to the one he loves...