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Morning Time
by Zach Bryan
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Well, you in the morning time, reminds me of the summer time
And any time that ain't right now seems to be a waste of time
The way the grass fills hills with the holler
And the sun gives in to the crescent moon
The way I'm giving in tomorrow, making love in the afternoon
'Cause when you go down hard, you come up swinging?
I fucking hate love but I love you in the evenings
I swore you'd be here when I finally woke
I love you in the evenings but I fucking hate high hopes
Well, you in the morning time, reminds me of a simpler time
Cutting grass for cash and gasoline to prove I'm worth your touch and time
The way a woman's hands are warfare to a wise man's worn out ways
The way I figured out I was worthless when I lost a love that should've stayed
'Cause when you go down hard, you come up swinging?
I fucking hate love but I love you in the evenings
I swore you'd be here when I finally woke
I love you in the evenings but I fucking hate high hopes
Well, you in the morning time, reminds me that each day is mine
To be grateful for the rising sun sneaking through the window blinds
The way you tell me its alright the past has past and right now's arrived
You in the morning time, makes me glad I'm still alive
Well, you in the morning time, reminds me of the summer time
And any time that ain't right now seems to be a waste of time
The way the grass fills hills with the holler
And the sun gives in to the crescent moon
The way I'm giving in tomorrow, making love in the afternoon
'Cause when you go down hard, you come up swinging?
I fucking hate love but I love you in the evenings
I swore you'd be here when I finally woke
I love you in the evenings but I fucking hate high hopes
Well, you in the morning time, reminds me of a simpler time
Cutting grass for cash and gasoline to prove I'm worth your touch and time
The way a woman's hands are warfare to a wise man's worn out ways
The way I figured out I was worthless when I lost a love that should've stayed
'Cause when you go down hard, you come up swinging?
I fucking hate love but I love you in the evenings
I swore you'd be here when I finally woke
I love you in the evenings but I fucking hate high hopes
Well, you in the morning time, reminds me that each day is mine
To be grateful for the rising sun sneaking through the window blinds
The way you tell me its alright the past has past and right now's arrived
You in the morning time, makes me glad I'm still alive
