Good Morning

good morning Am C G Am C G good morning , who are you? Am C G Am C G i woke up and saw you Am C G Am C G i’m dreaming , still dreaming F E my life is now about to have some meaning good morning , i’m thinking i must have been drinking and said something clever it must have been the best line from me ever C G Dm thank you , god , for something rare as this C G Dm what surely must have been a holy night of bliss C G Dm gratitude for having thought of me C G Dm i know your time is tight , and yet you thought of me good morning , you woke up got dressed up , hair messed up while i fix you breakfast i hope it’s just your laugh that is infectious good morning in sorrow i know that tomorrow you’ll be with some winner who’s richer , younger , maybe even thinner rubles in the bank and petrol in the tank of some mercedes benz who spends and spends and spends on booked up restaurants , a thousand phony fronts but will he ever wish you a good morning? thank you , god . . . Am E G D and did i stumble have a fall , hit my head against a wall Am E G D at some point did we trade vows? are you just some high - priced service from uptown? good morning , buon giorno ohayo , buenas dias hey , where you going? hey , where you going? does dasvedonya really mean good morning? please spare me derision i’ll do my rendition a lengthy recital of every song with foolish in the title by : jose duarte jtduarte1@gmail . com