MORNING LIGHT

One last call and I’m feeling drunk again
I’ve got this old guitar and some skinny cigarette
Not quite sure just exactly where I am
But tomorrow I’ll be home and it won’t matter where I’ve been

When the sun comes up in the morning
I’ll be well on my way home
Darling, now’s the time to dry your eyes
I’ll be holding you in the morning light

These days that I’ve been gone are the longest that I’ve seen
From Austin to LA and everywhere between
But don’t you worry baby, I'll be coming home again
I’ll be walking up your road, I’ll be holding out my hand

When the sun comes up in the morning
I’ll be well on my way home
Darling now’s the time to dry your eyes
I’ll be holding you in the morning light