Mister Moon

From out the battered elm tree
The owl cries out "I'm here"
And from the distant forest
The cookoo answers clear.
Cookoo, cookoo, cookoo, cookoo
Cookoo, cookoo, cookoo, cookoo
Mister moon, mister moon
You're out too soon
The sun is still in the sky
Go back to bed and cover up your head
And wait until the day goes by