In the morning gonna get my things together.
Packing up and leaving this place.
I don`t believe your crying,
There`ll be a smile upon your face.
I didn`t think how much you hurt me.
There`s something that I`ll laugh about.
Bring in the good times, baby,
And let the bed times out.
That old sun keeps on shining,
But some day it won`t shine for you.
In the morning I`ll be leaving,
I`ll leave your mother too.
