Full Moon Union - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
FULL MOON UNION. Words by Ed. Horrigan. Music by Dave Braham. 
The noble order of full moons, descendants of old Ham, Dey recognize dere brethern wid de secret word Basam; All dressed in full regalia, Hibernians give us room. All please stand clear, don't interfere with a full grown colored moon. 
Chorus. The first degree-all bend your knee, and then cross every hand, The head you dip, den give the grip, the password Ireland; Oh. on your ear, den on your eye, and all march around de room, Imitate them darkies in de order of full moon. When de little stars are sleeping, all in de evening afternoon. It's dar you'll see a nigger peeping out from that red And gorgeous moon. 
We hold a monster barbecue, we're going to kill a calf. Our lunar sacrifice it is; there mist'ry, don't you laugh, This auspicious occasion it am held nest year in June, Oh, we invite de satellites connected with de moons.- Chorus. 
De object of this order now am not to study stars, But prevent Irish people from a-riding on de cars; It seems extraordinary, but, dere isn't any coon But, what a luminary in a half a quarter moon.- Chorus.