Mornin’s Gonna Come Songtext
von Brent Cobb

Crooked old barefoot shovin′ it across the
outdoor dancefloor like you ain't got no sense
His new girlfriend found her a pretty
good fella I guess that she′s into rednecks

Oh my, no lie: y'all better hold on tight
We got a lot of ice-cold cheap beer
flowin' around here, lord wish we had all night
But the mornin′s gonna come and it won′t be no fun for anyone


Watch out for Miss comin' up to you,
leanin′ up on you, wanna take you home tonight
She got herself a six-foot-fiver Mac Truck
driver comin' in hot, and he loves to fight

Oh my, no lie: she′ll put it on you in a minute
In a double-wide [?] queen-size, it's sure cozy while you′re in it
But the mornin's gonna come and it won't be no fun for anyone, son

Oh my, no lie: there ain′t no turnin′ back now
And you can't un-think what you already done
And the moonlight′s gonna burn out
And the mornin's gonna come and it won′t be no fun for anyone
Yeah the mornin's gonna come and it won′t be no fun for anyone