Morning Bugle

Lyrics
Here I am, too wasted for the evenin' ride Down to Mother Mary's other place Can I hang out here beside your fireside? Listen to the rain fall, fallin' on the earth ball You know I tried, my dear, to be like everybody else But my body and my mind had other plans Here I am, laid down by your fireside Listenin' to the rainfall, fallin' on the earth ball Oh say, please don't go away I haven't got much I can call to If you're not here Somewhere's else outside Some scene I'll make myself fine to keep on laughin' I'll get by with a little bit of luck again Gonna get me a place down here for Thanksgiving dinner, don't ya know? Gonna get me a lid and kickback out of sight It keeps me mellow, it gets me way down low Playin' in the mornin' sun, singin with a silver tongue Gonna dig me a hole, right here in all of them patchwork quilts Keep my banjo by my side, right there in my bed Pretend I'm in a rowboat down at the railroad pond Playin' in the mornin' sun, playin' with a silver tongue Oh me, what do you see? Not much left in the cupboard Half past three and time to make the survey again The street's up, the street's gone up The town below got flooded But I'll get by with a little bit of luck again
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Credits
- Writers
- John Hartford