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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Vocals
Buddy Cage
Buddy Cage
Steel Guitar
Paul Griffin
Paul Griffin
Organ
Tony Brown
Tony Brown
Bass
Charles Brown III
Charles Brown III
Guitar
Eric Weissberg
Eric Weissberg
Guitar
Richard Crooks
Richard Crooks
Drums
Thomas McFaul
Thomas McFaul
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Producer
Phil Ramone
Phil Ramone
Engineer

Lyrics

Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha Honey, we could be in Kansas By time the snow begins to thaw They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn Honey, you wouldn't know it by me Every day's been darkness since you been gone Little rooster crowin', there must be something on his mind Little rooster crowin', there must be something on his mind Well, I feel just like that rooster Honey, you treat me so unkind Well, I struggled through barbed wire Felt the hail fall from above Well, I struggled through barbed wire Felt the hail fall from above Well, you know, I even outrun the hound dogs Honey, you know I've earned your love Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship Ain't that just like my heart, babe When you kissed my lips?
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