James Hyland

Full Moon

by James Hyland

Full moon

A full heart

An old trail

On a wagon wheeled cart

Pulled by one mule

His name is Hank

And he likes to sleep

Halfway in the water tank

But tonight, we’re moving uphill

We’re past the Jones’ windmill

Our hearts are beating harder

The lights are getting farther

But there’s a full moon

Got a job

I’m hauling for the rail

I’m moving gold coin

And people’s mail

Tonight

I crossed paths with a Ranger

He says a full moon

Brings lots of danger

The trees

They bend in the direction of the breeze

I’m riding shotgun

You take this job they give you one

But there’s a full moon

My love

Lives in the town ahead

It’s an all-night ride

Until I’m in her bed

But in the trees

There’s a shine amongst the leaves

Here it comes

The moon light gave away their guns

I pull the reins

Say “It’s ok Hank”

I draw my guns

I’ve learned to never hesitate

When there's a full moon

Her hair

It flows like wild cotton

And ever since I touched it

My heart hasn’t forgotten

Before the war

A fortune teller read my hand

She said when you’re in love

Any man you fight is damned

My guns dropped 3

But there were 4 laid about

Just then the ranger showed,

He said I used you to draw them out

Under the full moon