up the trees So why we turn our backs on the truth? It's Heaven or Hell, the point we seem to hide from the youth And I was singing this morning, got
Lord for every morning he allows me to rise And though the sun is shining there's a cloud in the sky Letting me know that at any moment there could be rain
wanna know, is it good to you? Is it good to you? I like it Is it good to you? Ooh, I like it (Is it good to you?) Is it good to you? I like it Is it
sky Not a cloud up in the sky Not a cloud up in the sky Give me one good reason why It's a fairy tale morning
Hold tight, one day morning wake up yawning Break an egg, bust my head, maybe it's a warning Ring on the bell says it's half past eight Keys in my tea
ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well, I wake up in the morning, fold my hands and pray for rain
of the good stuff To go around (Oh, the good stuff, the good stuff) (To go around) Oh, There's still enough of the good stuff To go around (Oh, the good stuff, the good
singing in the rain and the cold got to my head I don't know who's paying, I just know what the doctor said 84 years of a sinning life and in the morning
like rain. Oh Lord, take away the pain. Pull me in, Lord, into your arms; Hold me tight, hold me tight. Don't let me go till the morning dawns. Don't
it's done Right but I'm also a human being I am myself good or bad I smell the flowers in the spring I hear the birds sing in the early morning I feel
I grew up Of the days both good and bad My overalls were hand-me-downs My shoes were full of holes I used to walk four miles to school every day Through the rain
of the days both good and bad My overalls were hand-me-downs And my shoes full of holes But I used to walk four miles to school every day Through the rain
be flying And I'm no weatherman but you are lightning, striking Here comes the sun and the rain All at once, out to sing In the midst of the morning
your diamonds on Sing in tune for a world that is going for a song Get the steps all right but the words go wrong And you can wake up in the morning
rain came And if the rain came now Souls bent over without a breeze Blankets on burning trees I am sick without disease Nobility on it's knees And if the rain
enough It kills to let a good thing die And I don't want to see it go bad Picture perfect morning Just before the dawn And city lights are dying Sing
