Lyrics

And when the morning comes and you gotta get up How you going to find your shoes In an empty bed with an achin' head You know it's got to give you the blues I don't know what's going on here I know things are not all right If you want me to I'll go dear If you want, I'll stay all night I came here with my broken heart Wrapped away with care And all you do is sit and drink And stare at your TV And when the morning comes and you gotta get up How you going to find your shoes In an empty bed with an achin' head You know it's got to give you the blues You ask me, why I came here But you're the one who phoned I wasn't very happy But I did alright alone I thought you learned to love me I guess you never will The key's lost to the kingdom And I don't have time to kill And when the morning comes and you gotta get up How you going to find your shoes In an empty bed with an achin' head You know it's got to give you the blues And when the morning comes and you gotta get up How you going to find your shoes In an empty bed with an achin' head You know it's got to give you the blues So it's goodbye, Carolina So long, Tennessee California's callin' And Chicago's good to me My feet are in the stirrups My pony wants run Think I'll hit the highway I guess you're not the one And when the morning comes and you gotta get up How you going to find your shoes In an empty bed with an achin' head You know it's got to give you the blues And when the morning comes and you gotta get up How you going to find your shoes In an empty bed with an achin' head You know it's got to give you the blues
Writer(s): Hoyt Wayne Axton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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