JAMEY JOHNSON lyrics - The Guitar Song

Good Morning Sunrise

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Good Morning Sunrise, How long has it been? Well It looks like, I drank myself sober again. Ever Since she left me, You've been so hard to face. Good Morning Sunrise, Guess I'll call it a day. Last time I saw you, You let me down, I told her by morning, She and I would work things out. Well You took that sky, just like she was yours to take. Good Morning Sunrise, Guess I'll call it a day. You always held her in a better light than I, I brought her heartache, and your beauty made her cry. They say whiskey before noon, is such a shame, That's why the night, has taken your place. Unlike you, her memory never fades away, Good Morning Sunrise, Guess I'll call it a day, Good Morning Sunrise, Guess I'll call it a day.

City Of New Orleans

ARLO GUTHRIE "Hobo's Lullaby"
Riding on the City of New Orleans Illinois Central, Monday morning rail 15 cars and 15 restless riders 3 conductors, 25 sacks of mail All along the southbound odyssey, the train pulls out of Kankakee And rolls along past houses farms and fields Passing trains that have no name, and freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles Good morning America, how are you Said don't you know me, I'm your native son I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done Dealing card games, with the old men in the club car Penny a point ain't no one keeping score Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle Feel the wheels, rumblin' 'neath the floor And the sons of Pullman porters, and the sons of engineers Ride their fathers' magic carpets, made of steel And mothers with their babes asleep, are rockin' to the gentle beat And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel Good morning America, how are you Said don't you know me, I'm your native son I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done Nighttime on the City of New Orleans Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee Halfway home, we'll be there by morning Through the Mississippi darkness, rolling down to the sea But all the towns and people seem, to fade into a bad dream And the steel rail still ain't heard the news The conductor sings his songs again, the passengers will please refrain This train got the disappearing railroad blues Good night America, how are you Said don't you know me, I'm your native son I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done

City Of New Orleans

JOHN DENVER "Aerie"
This song appears on three albums, and was first released on the Poems, Prayers and Promises album, is also available on The Country Roads Collection album and has also been rerecorded on All Aboard! album. Riding on the City of New Orleans Illinios Central, Monday morning rail 15 cars and 15 restless riders 3 conductors and 25 sacks of mail All along a southbound odyssey The train pulls out of Kankakee Rolls along past houses, farms and fields Passing trains that have no name Freight yards full of old black men The graveyards of the rusted automobiles Singing good morning America, how are you? Saying, don't you know me I'm your native son? I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done Dealing cards with the old men in the club car Penny a point, ain't no one keeping score Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle Feel the wheels a rumbling 'neath the floor And the sons of Pullman porters And the sons of engineers Ride their fathers' magic carpet made of steel And mothers with their babes asleep Rockin' to the gentle beat And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel Singing good morning America, how are you? Saying don't you know me, I'm your native son? I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done Nighttime on the City of New Orleans Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee Halfway home and we'll be there by morning Through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea But all the towns and people seem To fade into a bad dream And the steel rails still ain't heard the news The conductor sings his song again The passengers will please refrain This train has got the disappearing railroad blues Singing good morning America, how are you? Saying don't you know me, I'm your native son? I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone 500 miles when the day is done Words and Music by Steve Goodman

Solidify

SHERYL CROW "Tuesday Night Music Club"
Pouring in and around the great wellspring Of simple feeling And I need bearings in the face of your Cool cool fire Walking backwards with the pounding of your voice Makes my soul tired And concrete is As concrete doesn't And voices can drown Why should I [4 times] Solidify Make me real So you can see me I guess you thought I'd hide the sun from my liquid thoughts and Make ice for you You thought I'd seed my clouds With the rain of your personal dreams I guess you thought I'd throw confetti At your parade of lofty thoughts I guess you thought I'd shine good morning In some good morning Jack Surprise Why should I [4 times] Solidify Make me real So you can see me

Good Morning

KANYE WEST "Graduation"
Good morning [x4] Wake up, Mr. West, Mr. West, Mr. Fresh Mr. by-his-self-he-so-impressed I mean, damn, did you even see the test You got D's mother fucker, D's, Rosie Perez And yes, barely pass any and every class Looking at every ass Cheated on every test I guess this is my dissertation Homie, this shit is basic Welcome to graduation Good morning Good morning Good morning Good morning Good morning On this day we become legendary Everything we dreamed of I'm like a fly Malcolm X Buy any jeans necessary Detroit Red cleaned up From the streets of the league From an eighth to a key But you graduate when you make it up outta the streets From the moments of pain Look how far we done came Haters saying ya changed Now ya doing ya thing Good morning Good morning Good morning Good morning Good morning Look at the valedictorian scared of the future While I hop in the Delorean Scared-to-face-the-world complacent career student Some people graduate, but we still stupid They tell you read this, eat this, don't look around Just peep this, preach us, teach us, Jesus Okay, look up now, they done stole your streetness After all of that, you receive this Good morning Hustlers, that's if you're still living Get on down Every time that we hear them Good morning Hustlers, that's if you're still living Get on down Every time that we hear them Good morning Hustlers, that's if you're still living Get on down Every time that we hear them Good morning Hustlers, that's if you're still living Get on down Get on down Get, get on down Get on down Get, get on down

Early Morning Rain

JERRY LEE LEWIS "The Session"
In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand With an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand I'm a long way from home and I miss my loved ones so In the early morning rain with no place to go Out on runway number nine, big seven-o-seven set to go But I'm stuck here in the grass with a pain that ever grows Now the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast Well now there she goes my friend, she's a-rolling down at last Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver wing on high She's away and westward bound, far above the clouds she'll fly Where the morning rain don't fall and the sun always shines She'll be flying over my home in about three hours time This old airport's got me down, it's no earthly good to me 'Cause I'm stuck here on the ground, as cold and drunk as I can be You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train So I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain

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