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...