The Morning Paper Songtext
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The Morning Paper Songtext
The morning paper is on its way
And it′s all bad news on every page
So I roll right over
And go to sleep
The evening sun will be so sweet
I roll right over
And I have this thing
The red apple falls
And it′s all bad news on every page
So I roll right over
And go to sleep
The evening sun will be so sweet
I roll right over
And I have this thing
The red apple falls
Writer(s): William Rahr Callahan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
