High in the Morning Songtext
von Rare Bird

Very little knew he about love
In and out clubs grow vanes out in his days
His world is filled with sayings
Fender Roll & Roll
And four five drills is dead

Where do you go to
When you′re high in+the morning
When you're passing the good+times by

Yes Where do you go+to
When you′re high in+the morning
When you're passing the good+times by


Just work as your music
The music is the cause he smiles and talks
Illusions are yor masters
While you're being someone elses second thoughts
Where do you go to
When you′re high in+the morning
When you′re passing the good+times by

Yes Where do you go+to
When you're high in+the morning
When you′re passing the good+times by

Your face is edged with appealing
You want the world to wrap you in its arms
But beneath you're ever concealing
There′s an awful blues tearing you apart.

Where do you go to
When you're high in the+morning
When you′re passing the good+times by

Yes Where do you go+to
When you're high in the+morning
When you're passing the good+times by