i saw the splendor of the moonlight
there's something tender in the moonlight
and all the beaches are filled with peaches
who bring their ukes along
and in the glimmer of the moonlight
they love to sing this song
if you like to linger where it's shady
while you promise ever to be true
and she sees another ukulele
lady foolin' 'round with you
maybe she'll find somebody else
to sing to when it's cool and shady
where the tricky wicky wacky woo
she used to sing to me by moonlight
fond memories cling to me by moonlight
and lips are made to kiss
to see somebody in the moonlight