The Night We Called It A Day

Album cover art for "The Night We Called It A Day" by Wilson Pickett

Wilson Pickett - Pop

The Night We Called It A Day

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Duration: 4:10

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Lyrics

There was a moon out in space But a cloud drifted over it's face You kissed me and went on your way The night we called it a day I heard the song of the spheres Like a minor lament in my ears I hadn't the heart left to pray The night we called it a day Soft through the dark The hoot of an owl in the sky Sad though his song No bluer was he than I The moon went down stars were gone But the sun didn't rise with the dawn There wasn't a thing left to say The night we called it a day There wasn't a thing left to say The night we called it a day

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Credits

Writers
  • John Grazier
  • Charles Feldman