Through the twilight, I can hear the humming of a melancholy coon. (mm-mm)
 For the memories that still linger, I thank you mister Moon.
 And, although I've never smiled,
 Winter, summer, autumn too,
 Now here's one tune to remind me why I feel so blue-oo...

 Tubas in the moonlight, playing for me all night,
 Tell me what I want to hear.
 I only dreaming?
 I only scheming?
 Stars above me, shining brightly.
 Why can't she be sitting here beside me?
 Tubas in the moonlight will bring my loved one home.