Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Everytime I see your face
It makes me sigh, and makes me trace
My shadows in blood on wall
Not to the land-lord's taste I know
Everytime I see your face
It makes me cry always
Waited far too long
And you were over me
But it's ok, cause I know, where you will go, I will go
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning
Up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Ayyyyyyyy
And if I, if I could go
Back in time
And if I, if I could go
Back in time
I'd go to show, what did I show?
I would not show
The nights and the fights when I came rumbling out the door
Well what was I supposed to do?
Where's a boy supposed to, supposed to go?
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
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