| This used to be a lonely place |
| Now it's morning time |
| And it was the only place |
| Morning time. |
| Then Mary paid off the angel so that |
| It's morning time |
| The night stops right here and know that |
| Morning time |
| One thousand pictures |
| They come down the roadway |
| They're gold and they're black |
| Like a motor cycle |
| Helen and Mary are carrying flames |
| For the wild fire for the wild fire |
| Just get away from your tears |
| What you got is already and spoken for |
| Over you shoulder they still want some revenge |
| As you know as you know |
| You seen that you got that |
| Morning time |
| Morning time |
| Morning time |
| Morning time |
| Move it out move it out |
| He was a gun runner |
| Took all his money to a better place |
| Cool air blows through your window |
| You turn for the same thing |
| For the same thing |
| Outside there's all kind of ways you can travel |
| Breaks over here |
| Breaks over here |
| You get there now and you get there quick |
| From the sun breaks |
| And the low run |
| Then you climb on |
| Then you climb on |
| This was a lonely place |
| Now it's morning time |
| And it was the only place |
| Morning time |
| Then Mary paid off the angel so that |
| It's morning time |
| The night stops right here know that |
| Morning time |
| Morning time |
| Morning time |
| Morning time |
| You get that |
| You seen that |
| You want that |
| You need that |
| You got that |
| You want that |
| You seen that |
| You need that |
| Helen and Mary |
| I just got to get to you now |
| This morning time. |
