| Down the street the dogs are barkin'
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| And the day is a-gettin' dark
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| As the night comes in a-fallin',
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| All the dogs will lose their bark
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| And the silent madness shatters
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| From the sounds inside my mind
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| And I know there one too many mornings
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| One too many mornings, yes sir
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| One too many mornings
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| Since you’re gone
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| Since you’re gone
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| Now come the crossroads of my doorstep
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| My eyes start to fade
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| As I turn my head back to the room
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| Where my love and I have stayed
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| Yes and I gaze back to the street
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| On the sidewalk and the sign
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| And I know there is one too many mornings
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| One too many mornings, yes sir
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| One too many mornings
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| Since you’re gone
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| Since you’re gone
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| Now it’s a restless hungry feeling
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| That don’t mean no one no good,
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| Yes, when ev’rything that I’m saying
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| You can say it just as good.
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| Well, you’re right from your side,
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| Yes, but I’m right from mine.
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| Yes we know there’s one too many mornings
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| One too many mornings, ah
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| One too many mornings
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| Since you’re gone
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| Hey, since you’re gone
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| We often talk about one too many mornings, ya
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| One too many mornings, c’mon now
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| One too many mornings
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| Since you’re gone
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| Since you’re goooooone… |