Morning Lyrics - A Hero Of The Game - Phil Ochs

Drinks are done, daylight's come 

It's morning 

Crowd's moved on, everybody's gone 

It's morning 

Sun's arising on the wet horizon 

Another day is here 

As I dream alone by the silent phone 

It's morning 

Lonesome morning reverie 

All the life's gone out of me 

Coffee's cold, paper's old 

It's morning 

Head's on fire, oh lord, I'm tried 

It's morning 

Waiting for another day 

To live and die away 

Try not to fret, try to forget 

That it's morning 

Lonesome morning reverie 

All the life's gone out of me 

Drinks are done, daylight's come 

It's morning, morning, morning