Stop the sun stop the moon

Tragedy, Tragedy
Here is my catastrophe
Tragedy, Tragedy
My man's gone from me

Comedy, Comedy
I suppose the joke's on me
Mystery, Mystery
Where can my man be

Stop the trains, everywhere
Stop all planes, in the air
Stop the night, stop the dawn
My man's gone

Stop the rivers that flow
Stop the clouds that unfold
I got pain, in my soul
My man's gone

He was like a part of me
On the very heart on me
Each new day brings misery
Stop him or do away with me

Stop the sun, stop the moon
Or I'll go crazy soon
Stop the band, stop this tune
My man's gone

Stop the sun, stop the moon
Stop the whole month of June
Stop the birds, stop this song
My man's gone

Stop the crowd, on the go
Stop each loud radio
I demand, stop the show
My man's gone



Credits
Writer(s): J. Russel Robinson, Mercer Cook, Harty Cook
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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