Wednesday, March 30, 2011

On a Sunday Morning in Valdosta Long Ago



I woke up this morning...
I stepped outside
I woke up this morning...
I'm still alive
I woke up this morning...
I feel alright
Oh, you should have seen me Saturday night.

I drank a long, tall, cold one...
We tossed a bottle of wine
We smoked a big, old, fat one...
Just to pass the time
And when I woke up this morning...
Everything was alright
But oh, you should have see me Saturday night...

It's Saturday night
Everything ought to turn out alright
It's Saturday night
And the world ought to get by just fine just like me...I'm fine

I woke up this morning...
At half past nine
I woke up this morning...
And then I changed my mind
I woke up this morning...
I guess I'll be alright
But oh, you should have been there Saturday
Oh, we had a good time Saturday
Yeah, you missed a good one Saturday night...

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