Papa Yabo - Face of the Purple Moon

There's a blue moon and there's a (red) blood moon, so I don't see why there shouldn't be a purple moon...
Face of the Purple Moon
We watched him play his music
We heard him sing his tune
We saw his lady dancing
Across the face of the purple moon
We watched him play his music
His face was like a child's
His lady right beside him
As they both went running wild
We watched him play his music
Mesmerized by its sound
His lady comes so softly
When there's no one else around
We watched him play his music
We heard him sing his tune
About how his lady left him
One autumn afternoon
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We watched him play his music
We heard him sing his tune
We saw his lady dancing
Across the face of the purple moon
We watched him play his music
His face was like a child's
His lady right beside him
As they both went running wild
We watched him play his music
Mesmerized by its sound
His lady comes so softly
When there's no one else around
We watched him play his music
We heard him sing his tune
How his lady left him
Alone with the purple moon