Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bruce Hornsby
Piano
John Leventhal
Guitar
Michael Mangini
Guitar
Wayne Pooley
Guitar
Matt Scannell
Guitar
Adam Larrabee
Guitar
David Bendeth
Guitar
J.V. Collier
Bass
John Pierce
Bass
Skoti-Alain Elliott
Bass
John Molo
Drums
Matt Chamberlain
Drums
Shawn Pelton
Drums
Bobby Read
Clarinet
John D'Earth
Trumpet
Colette Coward
Background Vocals
Kyle Davis
Background Vocals
Debbie Henry
Background Vocals
Joe Lee
Background Vocals
Ashley MacIsaac
Violin
David Mansfield
Violin
J.T. Thomas
Organ
Tim Streagle
Trombone
Ernesto Laboy
Congas
Serban Ghenea
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bruce Hornsby
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bruce Hornsby
Producer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Wayne Pooley
Mixing Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Melissa Reagan
Assistant Producer
Kim Biggs
Creative Director
Lyrics
I think maybe I knew her in school
In my memory's faded view
I remember years ago
Her name I barely knew
Years later I saw her in town
Knocking on my window talking loud
She said, "Baby do you need a date
Or just a little foolin' around"
Way down where the red light's low
Slinkin' down where the bad seeds grow
Crawlin' where the sun don't show
'Neath the sad moon
Walking the streets, all on display
Standing there and laying in wait
She looks at me and I look away
'Neath the sad moon
I said, "Thanks, no I don't need that"
But as she turned her naked back
She turned to go, and
I just had to stare at her walking away
Looking out there it might be me
But for the grace of God, oh, I can see
A grain of sand, a strand of hair
A chromosome of someone's dare
Way down where the red light's low
Slinkin' down where the bad seeds grow
Crawlin' where the sun don't show
'Neath the sad moon
Walking the streets, all on display
Standing there and laying in wait
She looks at me and I look away
'Neath the sad moon
Couldn't help but follow her
Felt so bad but couldn't stop
Curiosity's got me
Worth a damn I know I'm not
I put her down, but want her too
Ashamed to say I want her a lot
Guess I'll go and move along
Let it go, let it drop
Way down where the red light's low
Slinkin' down where the bad seeds grow
Crawlin' where the sun don't show
'Neath the sad moon
Walking the streets, all on display
Standing there and laying in wait
She looks at me and I look away
'Neath the sad moon
Written by: Bruce Hornsby