Lyrics:
in for feeling
Six o'clock the baby will be crying
And you will stumble, sleepy, to the door
In the chill and sun gray of the morning
We play
frozen in time.
And here comes another grey morning. A not so good morning after all.
She says "well, what am I to do today with too much time and so
on boys, let her go
Up on a hill
They rode in one long column
They were freezing in the chill
Of the new day dawning
Their hair long and grey
They
Misty morning, clouds in the sky
Without warning, a wizard walks by
Casting his shadow, weaving his spell
Long grey cloak, twinkling bell
Never
David I said as I lay on my bed
Another years gone bye
Your starting your parole
In the morning they said
Please tell her I'm alright
Misty morning, clouds in the sky
Without warning, a wizard walks by
Casting his shadow, weaving his spell
Long grey cloak, twinkling bell
Never
It must be getting early
Clocks are running late
Paint by numbers morning sky
Looks so phony
Dawn is breaking everywhere
Light a candle, curse
By David Allan Coe
Dedicated to lovers everywhere. May you always find something in my music to believe in and hold you together.
THERE AIN'T
There once was a little feller
His name was Johnny Gray
He was born a-way out west in Pennsylvania
Blow ye winds of morning blow ye winds hi ho
Blow
It must be getting early
Clocks are running late
Paint by numbers morning sky
Looks so phony
Dawn is breaking everywhere
Light a candle, curse
Sit by my side come as close as the air
Sharin' a memory of grey
And wander in my words
And dream about the pictures that I play
Of changes
face
I wish I could sink without a trace.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey,
So begins
face
I wish I could sink without a trace.
In the morning I awake,
My arms my legs my body aches,
The sky outside is wet and grey,
So begins
a smile on his pretty world.
Bleeds men dry, doesn't hear them cry,
countin' all his money in the sky,
Greenburg, Glickstein, Charles, David Smith
seems so far
Moving with your eyes and smile, your words told who you are
Sunday grey, one window brings the morning
And your words, like dawn, have
Good morning
(Good morning, sir can I help you?)
Uh, yes do you have a copy
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tangled in the morning sun
Felt you getting colder
And we knew that we would come undone
And it's back to my town, back to your life
Gray skies are blowing
I dreamt we were standing
By the banks of the Thames
Where the cold grey waters ripple
In the misty morning light
Held a match to your cigarette
morning blues
Had an aching head that I wished I could lose
And I looked in the mirror, nearly died of fright
Those morning blues, ten times worse than last
Last night, I was woken by my cry
Had a dream just as plain as you and I
Saw the morning sun on a woodland in the spring
Still hear the echo
White roses and misty blue eyes
Red mornings and nothing but grey skies
A cup of coffee, your heart shot clean through
Jacket you bought me gone
hands
Of loyalty, of history, in shades of gray
I woke to the sound of drums
The music played, the morning sun streamed in
I turned and I looked
hands
Of loyalty, of history, in shades of gray
I woke to the sound of drums
The music played, the morning sun streamed in
I turned and I looked
darling
On a cold, cold gray Kentucky morning
Now the Ohio is wide and deep
And I'm walking beside it in my sleep
And I'm thinking about drowning my
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