David Allan Coe - Bright morning light

^CShe was a waitress in a ^Fwest Texas dance hall. ^CI was a cowboy with a ^Gthroat full of ^Csand. ^CI called her, "Honey," when^F she brought my whiskey, And ^Clater I left there ^Gholding her ^Chand. ^CThen we walked down the street to ^Fa tumble-down hotel, ^CWhere she had a room on a ^Gcold second ^Cfloor. ^CAnd that room looked like hell just a ^Fbed and a table, ^CA shade on the window and a ^Glock on the ^Cdoor.

^GI said to myself, "She's ^Fcheap and she's easy, But she ^Cdon't look half bad, I'll stay for the ^Gnight. ^CBut I'll leave when it's early ^Fcause I've got this feeling, ^CShe won't look so good in the ^Gbright morning ^Clight."

^CYeah, I've known some devils and ^FI've known some angels, ^CI once had a woman on the ^GMexico ^Cline. ^CBut I've never been touched like ^Fthat woman touched me, ^CShe lay there beside me and ^Gcrawled in my ^Cmind. ^{A D}And we talked and we smoked and ^Gmade love till mornin', ^DThe sun came a streamin' through a ^Ahole in the ^Dshade. ^DAnd it fell like a spotlight on her ^Gface and her body, ^DAnd it hung like a halo 'round the ^Abed where we ^Dlay.

^AI said to myself, "She's ^Gcheap and she's easy, But she ^Ddon't look half bad, I guess I'll stay for the ^Anight. ^DBut I'll tell you boys that was five years ago, an^G', Lord, God, what a woman! ^DShe still looks as good in the ^Abright morning ^Dlight