Standard (EADGBE)

 See her how she flies

Golden sails across the sky

Close enough to touch

But careful if you try

Though she looks as warm as gold

The moon's a harsh mistress

 The moon can be so cold

 Once the sun did shine

Lord, it felt so fine

The moon a phantom rose

 Through the mountains and the pines

And then the darkness fell

And the moon's a harsh mistress

 It's so hard to love her well

 I fell out of her eyes

I fell out of her heart

I fell down on my face

I tripped and missed my star

God, I fell and fell alone,

 And the moon's a harsh mistress

 And the sky is made of stone

 The moon's a harsh mistress

She's hard to call your own.