Early Morning Hours Songtext
von Shawn Phillips

Phillips

In the early morning hours,
When the dew is on the flowers
I can see
The day is near

And I can hear the church bells ringing
I can hear the birds are singing
Yes I hear
And it is real

And the splendor of the mountains
Through the glittering, splashing fountains
Are the thing that stops my breath
And make me weep

And the times that I spent roaming
Were a bright and shining omen
O'er the sea
Oh freedom be


And here I am still smiling
In the intricate asylum of society
Well I got to be

And the effluvium of excess
It is hidden at the behest of mentality
Of a low degree

And though it seems unstoppable
It is not yet improbable
That the man can have his cake and eat it too

And the times that he spent roaming
Were a bright and shining omen
O'er the sea
Oh freedom be

And I have fended off the dangers
From the friends and from the strangers
And the force is still inside me
And you know it only serves to guide me
Let me be
Only a day goes by you're free
Listen to me my friend you'll see
Listen to me


Listen to me my friend you'll see
Listen to me

And when the light it comes to guide me
I will not bow down and hide me,
No siree,
Respectfully

And it is better to be humble
Than pontificate and bumble
Through the spree
Of the people tree

And like the Martlett of a legend
I am on my way to heaven
If I do not touch the ground
I'll make it home

And the times that we'll be roaming
Are a bright and shining omen
O'er the sea, Oh Lord, Lord freedom be

And I have fended off the dangers
From the friends and from the strangers
And the force is still inside me
And you know it only serves to guide me
Let me be
Listen to me my friend you're free
Listen to me my friend you'll see
Listen to me