| Greenhorn dreams of salty seas
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| Of maidens fair and lovely
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| Who beckon and call from emerald walls
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| Of cities far and strange
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| Greenhorn hears melodies
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| From mountaintops and low valleys
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| Of chimney smoke and Easter’s hope
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| And love not lost in vain
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| I wanna wake up in the morning
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| (Wake up in the morning)
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| Wake and look into your eyes
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| Wake up in the morning
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| Wake and look into your eyes
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| Before I see the world
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| Under darkening skies
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| Gonna wake up in the morning
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| Wake and look into your eyes
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| Greenhorn feels the cold winds blow
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| Now he knows it’s time to go
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| Now he longs for open roads
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| He longs to leave the pines
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| And leave he will with a tearful eye
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| But he won’t stop to wave goodbye
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| He won’t stop to look behind
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| On just what used to be
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| I wanna wake up in the morning
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| (Wake up in the morning)
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| Wake and look into your eyes
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| Wake up in the morning
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| Wake and look into your eyes
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| Before I see the world
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| Under darkening skies
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| I wanna wake up in the morning
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| Wake and look into your eyes
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| Days to years
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| Child to man
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| Lonely fears
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| She understands
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| Ah, ah, ah
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| I wanna wake up in the morning
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| (Wake up in the morning)
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| Wake and look into your eyes
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| Wake up in the morning
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| Wake and look into your eyes
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| Before I see the world
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| Under darkening skies
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| I wanna wake up in the morning
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| Wake and look into your eyes
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| I wanna wake up in the morning
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| (Wake up in the morning)
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| Wake up in the morning
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| (Wake up in the morning)
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| Wake up in the morning
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| Wake and look into your eyes |