Early Mornings A song written and performed by Cory Capron, Friday, August 29th, 2003 Early morning Waking at the crack of dawn Who'm I'm kidding It'll be noon before I'm gone I'm so tired And everything it feels so wrong In the, early morning You won't hear me sing this song Early morning Every day Never thought I would end, up this way Well I'm eating my granola with a plastic spoon My baby's hogging the sheets - she's making a cocoon Spending all my money - says she need her room Got me brushing my teeth with a chimney broom No more, early mornings I'll be waking at the brake of noon Holy lord Holy shit I don't think I can take much, more of it Well you'd have to play a trumpet to get me out of bed My rooster's got a voice box and wishes he was dead I walk into the kitchen - get a pan to my head You know I really can't remember why it was we wed No more, early mornings I can't remember anything I've said (Get me a doctor!) (Solo) Every morning I do prey That there is in fact a, 'nother way Well it's a quarter to six or a quarter to two You do the math hon and tell me which you'd do Working by the river - you tan that leather blue Till you wake up one morning with the graveyard flu No more, early mornings Making some old rich kid's shoe (Instrumental break) Early morning Waking at the crack of dawn Who'm I'm kidding It'll be noon before I'm gone I'm so tired And everything it feels so wrong In the, early morning You won't hear me sing this song You won't hear me sing this song Might hear me snoring But you won't hear me sing this song...THIS SCRIPT IS COPYRIGHTED MATERIAL AND MAY NOT BE DOWNLOADED, TRANSMITTED, PRINTED OR PERFORMED WITHOUT THE EXPRESS PERMISSION OF THE AUTHOR
Performed by Cory Capron