The floor creaks the door squeaks there s a fieldmouse a nibblin on a broom.
													
																	The floor creaks oklahoma. 
									
		
	
	
		
	
	
		
	
	
		
	
																	But when there s a moon in my winder and it slants down a beam cros my bed then the shadder of a tree starts a dancin on the wall and a dream starts a dancin in my head. 
																	The floor creaks the door squeaks there s a fieldmouse a nibblin on a broom. 
																	But when there s a moon in my winder and it slants down a beam cros my bed then the shadder of a tree starts a dancin on the wall and a dream starts a dancin in my head. 
																	And i set by myself like a cobweb on a shelf by myself in a lonely room. 
															
													
									
		
	
	
		
	
	
		
	
	
		
	
																	But when there s a moon in my winder and it slants down a beam cros my bed then the shadder of a tree starts a dancin on the wall. 
																	And i set by myself like a cobweb on a shelf by myself in a lonely room. 
																	And i set by myself like a cobweb on a shelf by myself in a lonely room. 
																	And i set by myself like a cobweb on a shelf by myself in a lonely room. 
															
													
									
		
	
	
		
	
	
		
	
	
		
	
																	The floor creaks the door squeaks there s a fieldmouse a nibblin on a broom. 
																	The floor creaks the door squeaks there s a fieldmouse a nibblin on a broom. 
																	The floor creaks the door squeaks there s a feild mouse a nibblin on a broom and i sit by myself like a cobweb on the shelf by myself in a lonely room but when there s a moon in my winder and it s. 
																	Soundtrack miscellaneous lonely room jud. 
															
													
									
		
	
	
		
	
	
		
	
	
		
	
																	But when there s a moon in my winder and it slants down a beam cros my bed then the shadder of a tree starts a dancin on the wall and a dream starts a dancin in my head. 
																	The floor creaks the door squeaks there s a fieldmouse a nibblin on a broom and i set by myself like a cobweb on a shelf by myself in a lonely room but when there s a. 
																	But when there s a moon in my winder and it slants down a beam cros my bed then the shadder of a tree starts a dancin on the wall and a dream starts a dancin in my head.