Through the twilight, I can hear the humming of a melancholy coon. (mm-mm) For the memories that still linger, I thank you mister Moon. And, although I've never smiled, Winter, summer, autumn too, Now here's one tune to remind me why I feel so blue-oo...
Tubas in the moonlight, playing for me all night, Tell me what I want to hear. Am I only dreaming? Am I only scheming? Stars above me, shining brightly. Why can't she be sitting here beside me? Tubas in the moonlight will bring my loved one home.