The Beau Brummels - One too many mornings

Down the ^Astreets the dogs are barking And the ^Dday is getting ^Adark As the ^Anight comes in a-falling' All the ^Edogs will ^Dlose their ^Ebark ^D And the ^Asilent madness shatters From the ^Dsounds inside my ^Amind

And I know there's ^Aone too many ^Dmornings ^AOne too many ^Dmornings, yes sir ^AOne too many ^Dmornings Since you'r^Ee gone, since you're ^Agone.

Now from the ^Acrossroads of my doorstep My ^Deyes start to ^Afade As I ^Aturn my head back to the room Where ^Emy love and ^DI have s^Etayed ^D Yes, and ^AI gaze back to the street On the ^Dsidewalk and the ^Asign

And I know there's ^Aone too many ^Dmornings ^AOne too many ^Dmornings, yes sir ^AOne too many ^Dmornings Since you'^Ere gone, since you're ^Agone.

Now, it's a ^Arestless hungry feeling That ^Dmeans no one any ^Agood Yes, when ^Aeverything that I'm saying You can ^Esay it ^Djust as ^Egood ^D Well, ^Ayou're right from your side Yes, but ^DI'm right from ^Amine.

Yes, we know there's ^Aone too many ^Dmornings ^AOne too many ^Dmornings, ah ^AOne too many ^Dmornings Since you'^Ere gone, since you're ^Agone.

We often talk about ^Aone too many ^Dmornings ^AOne too many ^Dmornings, c'mon now ^AOne too many ^Dmornings Since you'^Ere gone, since you're ^Agooo^Gooon^F#mnnne. ^{E A}