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Tabbed by Jack Dingler weaseldog2001@yahoo.com Don't Call Me Early In The Morning (Words & music by Tommy Sands) Chorus:
CDon’t call me Gearly in the Fmor Cning FCall me what you Cwant to but Gleave me alone CDon't call me Gearly in the Fmor Cning Just Gleave me till the cows are coming Amhome
CA man or a Gwoman they Fneed the relaxation From Crising always at the Gdawn And the Cheart of the Gmatter, Ftomorrow is a Saturday And CI'll be lying lying Gon
Sad the lad that can't rest contented He has a dollar but must have more He fills himself with pills to retire with a million And falls asleep at sixty-four Fair is fair and I've done my share My nerves are gettin' on my nerves If you don't have a pillow of the white swan's feather We'll do with a corner for my head Just a gentle warning for tomorrow morning No big noises near my room Cars with no exhausts, chickens with the whooping cough And milkmen that whistle out of tune