Morning Light
I said baby look good when she's feeling mean
Mama in the kitchen cooking rice and beans
Daddy on the sidewalk he feels alright
Well I ain't come home 'til the morning light
The house needs painting all the doors ire chipped
Done worked so much grown tired of it
But later on honey well be up all night
And I ain't coming home 'til the morning light
Said mama she's gone she's a full time rambler
Papa down town he's a two bit gambler
I'm going looking for a woman who can treat me right
I said son what ya doing in my neighborhood
Keep doing what your doing, you'll get roughed up good
Well he said boys, I'm in for a fight
And I ain't coming home 'til the morning light
Well I'm a city slicker mama, can't you see me now
Got a three piece suit and a bank account
But I can't stay long, see the money's tight
And I ain't coming home 'til the morning light
Said mama she's gone she's a full time rambler
Papa down town he's a two bit gambler
I'm going looking for a woman who can treat me right
And I said owe sweet mama
Well what's we supposed to do
See that sunlights fading
And I'm still in love with you
Now I'm clean cut honey, all my debts is paid
Stop dealing with the devil, see I'm going straight
But that woman came round said she's out of sight
Now I ain't coming home 'til the morning light
Mama in the kitchen cooking rice and beans
Daddy on the sidewalk he feels alright
Well I ain't come home 'til the morning light
The house needs painting all the doors ire chipped
Done worked so much grown tired of it
But later on honey well be up all night
And I ain't coming home 'til the morning light
Said mama she's gone she's a full time rambler
Papa down town he's a two bit gambler
I'm going looking for a woman who can treat me right
I said son what ya doing in my neighborhood
Keep doing what your doing, you'll get roughed up good
Well he said boys, I'm in for a fight
And I ain't coming home 'til the morning light
Well I'm a city slicker mama, can't you see me now
Got a three piece suit and a bank account
But I can't stay long, see the money's tight
And I ain't coming home 'til the morning light
Said mama she's gone she's a full time rambler
Papa down town he's a two bit gambler
I'm going looking for a woman who can treat me right
And I said owe sweet mama
Well what's we supposed to do
See that sunlights fading
And I'm still in love with you
Now I'm clean cut honey, all my debts is paid
Stop dealing with the devil, see I'm going straight
But that woman came round said she's out of sight
Now I ain't coming home 'til the morning light
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Writer(s): Max Capistran
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