Milkman's Union (The)
Mornings
1, 2, 3, andWhen you wake in the morningThat's the way, that's the wayWhen you wake in the morning I will wake tooWhen you have nowhere to goThat's the way, that's the wayWhen you have nowhere to go, darling I'll come throughAnd winter's cold you'll need a hand to holdHoney, I'll take care of youWhen you're struck with grief so you can hardly speakHoney, I'll take care of youWhen there's a heat in your head and you sweat through the bedHoney, I'll take care of you, I willWhen there are holes in all your storiesWell that's the way, that's the wayWhen there are holes in all your stories I will learn to sewWhen you want to run for coverThat's the way, that's the wayWhen you want to run for cover, oh you knowWhen winter's cold you'll need a hand to holdHoney, I'll take care of youWhen you're struck with grief so you can hardly speakHoney, I'll take care of youWhen there's a heat in your head and you sweat through the bedHoney, I'll take care of you
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