Moon River
Moon River was a curious show. Fifteen-minute programs designed to sell mattresses. Dreamy organ music, choral harmonies, poetry…plus a mattress commercial and a yawn.
(Opening)
Moon River. . .
A lazy stream of dreams,
Where vain desires forget themselves
In the loveliness of sleep
Moon River. . .
Enchanted white ribbon
Twined in the hair of night
Where nothing is but sleep.
Dream on. . . sleep on. . .
Care will not seek for thee.
Float on. . . drift on. . .
Moon River, to the sea.
(Closing)
Down the valley of a thousand yesterdays
Flow the bright waters of Moon River.
On and down forever flowing. . . forever waiting
To carry you down to the land of forgetfulness,
To the kingdom of sleep. . . to the realms of. . .
Moon River. . .
A lazy stream of dreams,
Where vain desires forget themselves
In the loveliness of sleep.
Moon River
Enchanted white ribbon
Twined in the hair of night,
Where nothing is but sleep.
Dream on. . . sleep on. . .
Care will not seek for thee.
Float on. . . drift on. . .
Moon River, to the sea.