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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