Pretty little girl on the side of the road
  Yellow hair in a yellow bow
  Little thumb sticking in the exit lane
  Two packs of smokes and a candy cane
  With women hips and baby lips
  A Hallelujah book in the back of a pillow-slip.
  If she gets out of here too soon
  She'll run fast by the shy of the moon.
    If she's been havin' the same old dreams,
  Of lullabies and pale blue skies
  Fallen asleep beneath the stars,
  Orion aims and shoots his arrows oh so far
  Aims 'em hard,
  He shoots the moon and takes her as his own reward.
  If she's gonna see those stars too soon
  She'll run fast by the shy of the moon.
    If she found out so long ago
  That she wants more than all she knows
  The river ends right as she goes,
  Water breaks and she's gone down in the undertow,
  She's below,
  But I'll stand tall and hold up high my mistletoe.
  She's gonna shine just like brand new,
  She'll take my hand and we'll run by the shy of the moon.