On the moon there is a man;
Drum they call his name.
Though he’s from no worldly land,
On earth he has his fame.
Look into the skies at night;
Search the lunar face.
Gaze upon his features bright;
You’ve seen the man in space!
Some say he does not exist,
Many are in doubt.
You and I though, we’ll insist
Old Aiken’s still got clout.