On a greyhound bus, Lord I'm traveling this morning I'm going to Shreveport and on down to New Orleans Been driving these highways, Been doing things my way It's been making me lonesome on'ry and mean Now her hair was jet black, And her name was Codene

Let it take you right down to your knees Sometimes the only way around it Is to let love do it's work Seven forty two in the morning Eight seconds before it all sinks in So let it hurt, let it bleed Let it burn to the worst degree May not be what you

Turn my head it's back to bed with no delay Why get up in the morning doesn't even start till two Forget reality, waking up is hard to do Remember when there was nothing else to do But to lie in bed and wonder how it was always up to you and no one else

I'll walk you up, what time's the bus come? They woke up together Not quite realizing how Awkwardly stretching and yawning It's always hard in the morning And I suppose that's the price you pay Well, oh, it isn't what it was She's thinking he looks

Early in the morning she rises The woman's work is never done And it's not because she doesn't try She's fighting a battle with no one on her side She rises up in the morning And she works 'til way past dusk The woman better slow down Or she's gonna come

Too paid to freestyle. He's looking good Where's my coffee? Good morning doctor carter (hey sweetie) Looks like its going to be a long day. (another one what we got?) Your first patient (yeah) Is suffering from a lack of concept (uh-huh) Originality (ugh)

Here I am (Here I am) Will you send me an angel In the land of the morning star Hear this voice from deep inside It's the call of your heart Close your eyes and you will find Wise man said just walk this way To the dawn of the light The wind will blow

Listen to my song And if you want to sing along It's where I want to be The only place for me Where my spirit can be free It's about where I belong Sometimes far into the night And until the morning light

So tell them you love them, and do it today Every moment has a meaning, and time is a precious thing When we wake up in the morning, who knows what it's gonna bring? Life rearranges, all of our best laid plans Better say what's in your heart, you might

It won’t be long now! Good morning! I’m runnin’ to make it home The elevated train by my window Doesn’t faze me anymore The rattling screams don’t disrupt my dreams It’s a lullaby, in its way The elevated train drives everyone insane