Hour That The Morning Comes

E  A  E    B7  E

E7
Mama makes the music and she makes the news
E7
She dances all night in her golden shoes
            A7                   E7
She's high flying, going, going, gone
           C#7                     F#7           B7      E7
She'll be halfway to Heaven by the hour that the morning comes

E7
And papa's sacked out with his head in his lap
E7
Mama likes to think that he's taking a nap
             A7                                 E7
Because he's working so hard, working all night long
         C#7                    F#7           B7      E7
He'll be halfway to hell in the hour that the morning comes

       A7
Like a bat out of hell in the moonlight
                                                   E7
Like the pieces of the picture that you broke last night
A7
I'm sure it's gonna be all right
        C#7                  F#7           B7      E7
I'll be halfway heavy by the hour that the morning comes

    E7
Oh, look at that fool with the lampshade on
 E7
Somebody told him he was having fun
              A7                    E7
But they were wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong
          C#7                   F#7     B7            E7
If he's a fool enough he might open his eyes when the morning comes along

    E7
Now look at that secret agent man
E7
Sneaking out of church with blood on his hands
          A7                  E7
He's for sale, going, going, gone
             C#7                   F#7        B7        E7
He'll be the first to know and the last to go when the shit hits the fan

E7
Gimme little water, gimme little wine
E7
You're looking at a man who's been out in the sunshine
        A7                             E7
Just a little too long, little bit too long
            C#7                 F#7           B7      E7
But I'll be halfway home in the hour that the morning comes

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