See her as she flies,
gold en sails a cross the sky.
She’s (Cm7)close e (Bb)nough to touch,
but be care ful if you try.
Though she (Eb)looks as warm (Gm)as gold,
the (Bb)moon’s a harsh mis tress.
The moon can be so cold...
Once the sun did shine,
(Bb)and oh, it felt so fine.
The (Cm7)moon, a phan (Eb)tom, rose
through the (Bb)moun tains (Eb)and the pines,
and (Eb)then the (F#dim7)dark (Gm)ness fell.
The (Bb)moon’s a harsh
mis tress.
It’s hard to love her (Ebmaj9)well.
I (Dbmaj9)fell out of her arms,
and I fell out of her heart.
I (Ebm)fell down on (Gb)my face,
and I (Db)tripped and missed my star.
I fell and fell (Bbm7)a lone.
The (Db)moon’s a harsh
mis tress.
The sky is made of stone.
The (Db)moon’s a harsh
mis tress,
she’s hard to call your own.
This page shows “The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress” by Karrin Allyson in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of Eb at 85 BPM, a comfortable easy-level arrangement perfect for first-time learners.