from me To visit with the flowers in the early morning breeze Rainbow colored flowers kissed with early morning sun The aster and the dahlia and wild geraniums Drops of morning
flies away from me To visit with the flowers in the early morning breeze Rainbow colored flowers kissed with early morning sun The aster and the dahlia and wild geraniums Drops of morning
번역: 파톤, 돌리. 이른 아침 브리즈.
dark lane Past the jail, and down behind the Fountain Those were happy days in so many, many ways In the town I loved so well In the early morning the
let go, release, you hold the keys time we evaporate into the breeze we are nothing, we are something let go, release, you hold the keys it's time we evaporate into the breeze
stackin dough aint gotta sell crack no mo stay on my grind. got a lotta kids at home. gotta get it on from the late night to the early morn. 50 grand
island breeze Down on a private beach Morning cruises on the sea With you next to me Oh yeah Summertime said it seems so dear When fall comes it disappears Early
illin', still it's four o'clock You won't leave till you see 'em close the spot You gotta stay till they play the last song Till the night gives light to the early morn
an icecicle [Chorus] [The Fast One] Up early in the morning channel 42 on cable Pager going off up on my living room table Shaking dominoes with P the reason to stack some more cheese California breezing
On the porch, on the porch Smoking reefa Yeah Yeah I woke up early Saturday morning, sick off Rhemy and brews Wit a hang over from blues Hurl on my clothes
reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning
Early in the morning About the break of day The earlybird is working So his life don't fade away Spends his life denying that He's got no time for flying
dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning
silence reposes What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning