Down the street, the dogs are barking and the days
are getting dark.
As the night comes in a-falling all the dogs will
lose their bark.
In the silence, madness shatters from the sounds inside
my mind
I know there's one too many mornings one too many mornings,
yes, sir.
One too many mornings since you're gone, since you're gone.
#2.
Now, from the crossroads of my doorstep, my eyes start to fade.
As I turn my head back to those rooms, where my love and I have
stayed.
And I gaze back to the street, all the sidewalks and the signs
I know there's one too many mornings one too many mornings,
yes, sir.
One too many mornings since you're gone, since you're gone.
#3.
Now, it's a restless hungry feeling, that don't mean no one
no good.
Yeah, when anything that I'm saying, you could say it just as good.
Well, you're right from your side yes, but I'm right from mine
We know there's one too many mornings one too many mornings,
one too many mornings since you're gone, hey, since you're gone.
We ought to talk about one too many mornings, yeah.
One too many mornings, come on, now.
One too many mornings since you're gone, since you're gone
gooooooooooooooooone.
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.