Early Morning Blues And Greens (Mono Master) Songtext
von The Monkees

By Diane Hilderbrand and Jack Keller

A distant night bird mocks the sun.
I wake as I have always done,
To freshly scented sycamore
And cold bare feet on hardwood floor.


My steaming coffee warms ny face
I′m diappointed in the taste.
But there's a peace the early brings
The morning world of growing things.

(instrumental)

I feel the moments hurry on
It was today, it′s died away,
And now it is forever gone.

And I will drink my coffee slow
And I will watch my shadow grow
And disappear in firelight
And sleep alone again tonight.