^GA fresh pot of Folgers ^DmThe smell of the rain ^CBlowin' through the window The ^Gsound of a train I can see a new day through the ^Dmpromise in your eyes Wish I could ^Ccling to this moment For the ^Grest of my li^Dmfe ^C

I ^Dused to think the good life Was ^Cburnin' up the ^Gnight But ^Drunnin' with the devil Is a ^Cdark and lonely ^Gride Some^Emtimes it takes an ^Dangel to ^Cchange your point ^Cmof view Now I ^Glive for ^Dmornings with ^Gyou ^Dm ^C

^GSummer to fall ^DmWinter to spring ^CYou make wakin' up ^GFeel like a dream ^GThe still of the sunrise ^DmThe peace that it brings ^CQuiet as a prayer The ^Gkind that leaves your heart ^Dsin^Cgin'

I ^Dused to think the good life Was ^Cburnin' up the ^Gnight But ^Drunnin' with the devil Is a ^Cdark and lonely ^Gride Some^Emtimes it takes an ^Dangel to ^Cchange your point ^Cmof view Now I ^Glive for ^Dmornings with ^Gyou

And if ^EmI get to ^Dheaven It'll ^Cfeel like deja vu If ^Git's anything Oh ^Emanything If ^Git's anything ^DMornings with ^Gyou ^Dm ^C Mornings with ^Gyou ^Dm ^C ^G

Flatland Cavalry - Mornings with you