Oh the hills are full of spirits
   And they walk when night comes round
   And they speak to who they choose to
   When the moon is shining down
   And Ramona loves the orchard
   And Liza loves the pine
   And Cyrus in the moonlight
   Loves the flowing of the wine
  
   Oh Cyrus trusts the spirits
   And they fill his life with grace
   Yeah the father of his fathers
   Passed him down the gift of faith
   And one night you might hear it
   Like a wailing from above
   It's just Cyrus in the moonlight
   Singing to the one he loves...
  
   And the two girls start to dancing
   When they hear that drunken voice
   That's when Cyrus asks the moonlight
   Do I have to make a choice
   'Tween Liza with her red hair
   And Ramona with her blues
   And with all these gifts they bring me
   Tell me how can I refuse
  
   Well the hills are full of spirits
   And they walk when night comes round
   And they speak to who they choose to
   When the moon is shining down
   And Ramona loves the orchard
   And Liza loves the pine
   And Cyrus in the moonlight
   Loves the flowing of the wine
   And one night you might hear it
   Like a wailing from above
   It's just Cyrus in the moonlight
   Singing to the one he loves...