There's a woma-a-an and she thinks I can do-oo no wrong

She's been waiting for me, all ni-i-ight long

Still she forgives me, when I drag it ho-ome

And tells me I belong

For her this early morning so-ong



It's for Harry-y and the times that have go-one before

We're still laughin' but I, I ain't that much fun no more

Still he forgives me, in the mornin' li-ight

For keepin' him up to lo-ong

For him this early mornin' so-ong



It's for all you cowboys, ridin' home al-o-o-o-o-o-one

It's for all you lovers, Tryin' to love a telepho-o-o-o-o-o-one

It's for the children, And the hawk in the mor-ornin' haze

For the people that I, I don't see too much these days



Will you forgive me, when we meet agai-ain

For stayin' away so-o long

I've just been out there in the daw-aw-haw-awn

Singin' my early mornin' song



So please forgive me, whe-en we meet agai-ai-ain

For stayin' away so lo-ong

I've just been out there in the daw-haw-aw-hawn

Singin' my early mornin' song...