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Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha
Meet me in the morning, 56th and Wabasha
Honey, we could be in Kansas
By time the snow begins to thaw
They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn
They say the darkest hour -- is right before the dawn
But you wouldn't know it by me
Every day's been darkness since you been gone
Little rooster crowin', there must be something on his mind
Little rooster crowin', there must be something on his mind
Well, I feel just like that rooster
Honey, ya treat me to unkind
The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
Well, the birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
Well now, I ain't got any matches
And the station doors are closed
Well, I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above
Well I struggled through barbed wire, felt the hail fall from above
Well, you know I even outran the hound dogs
Honey, you know I've earned your love
Look at the sun -- sinkin' like a ship
Look at the sun -- sinkin' like a ship
Ain't that just like my heart, babe
When you kissed my lips?
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Bob Dylan
"Meet Me In The Morning"
from the Blood On The Tracks album
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