G C D C (x2)  G C
            D                        G                     D                     G
            Standing on the moon I got no cobweb on my shoe
            D                        G              C
            Standing on the moon I'm feeling so alone and blue
                           D                   G      C            G
            I see the Gulf of Mexico as tiny as a tear
            C     G                 D        G           C                                           G      C
            The coast of California must be somewhere over here, over here

            Standing on the moon I see the battle rage below
            Standing on the moon I see the soldiers come and go
            There's a metal flag beside me someone planted long ago
            C    G                       D         G            C
            Old Glory standing stiffly - crimson, white and indigo
            C    G                       D         G            C                                G   C
            Old Glory standing stiffly - crimson, white and indigo, indigo

                                        D                        Am             D                  Am
                               I see all of Southeast Asia, I can see El Salvador
                                 D                         G                         C       C/B        Am
                               I hear the cries of children and the other songs of war
                                     D                    Am               D                              Am
                               It's like a mighty melody that rings down from the sky
                        (B) C                                                 G                       D
                               Standing here upon the moon I watch it all roll by
                               G         C   C/B     Am G        F     (F#) G  C
                               All roll by, all roll by, all roll by

            Standing on the moon I see a shadow on the sun
            Standing on the moon the stars go fading one by one
            I hear a cry of victory and another of defeat
            A scrap of age-old lullaby down some forgotten street

            Standing on the moon where talk is cheap and vision true
            Standing on the moon, but I would rather be with you
            Somewhere in San Francisco on a back porch in July
            Just looking up to heaven at this crescent in the sky, in the sky

            D                        G              C                     G
            Standing on the moon with nothing left to do
            C G                    D          G          C
            A lovely view of heaven, but I'd rather be with you
            C G                    D          G          C                                          G
            A lovely view of heaven, but I'd rather be with you, be with you

            C           D                     C          G
            Be with you, I'd rather be with you
            Be with you, I'd rather be with you
            I'd rather be with you, be with you
            Be with you, be with you...