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Morning Bugle - John Hartford

Here I am too wasted for the evening 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

So here I am laid out 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 then somewhere on the

South south side

Some scene I'll make myself fun to keep on laughing

I'll get by with a little bit o luck again

Gonna get me a place down here for Thanksgiving dinner

Don't you know

Gonna get me a lid and keep back out of sight

It keeps me mellow gets me way down low

Playin in the morning 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 bed

Pretend I'm in a rowboat down by the railroad pond

Playin in the morning sun playin with a silver tongue

Oh me what do I 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

We'll get by with a little bit o luck again