Woke Up This Morning
A3 (Alabama 3)
Album- Exile On Coldharbour Lane, 1998
Vocals: The Rev. Dr. D. Wayne Love (Jake Black)
Larry Love (Robert Spragg)

Transcriber: Awcantor@aol.com

Spoken:
An' after three days of drinkin', would have enough
I just get an inklin' to go on home
So, I'm walkin' down Cold Harbour Lane
Head hung low, three or four in the mornin'

The suns comin' up and the birds are out singin'
I let myself into my pad
Wind myself up that spiral staircase
An' stretch out nice on the Chesterfield

Pithecanthropus Erectus already on the CD player
And I just push that remote button to sublimity
An' listen to the sweet sculptural rhythms of Charles Mingus
An' J.R. Monterose and Jackie Mclean and Jewel Grant on those saxophones

And the sound makes it's way outta the window
Minglin' with the traffic noises outside, you know, an'
All of a sudden I'm overcome by a feelin' of brief mortality
'Cause I'm gettin' on in the world, comin' up on forty-one years

Forty-one stoney gray steps towards the grave
You know the box, awaits it's grissly load
Now, I'm gonna be food for worms
And just like Charles Mingus wrote that beautiful piece-a music
Epitaph for Eric Dolphy

I say, so long Eric, so long, John Coltrane and Charles Mingus
So long, Duke Ellington and Leslie Young
So long, Billie Holliday and Ella Fitzgerald
So long, Jimmy Reed, so long, Muddy Waters
An' so, long Howlin' Wolf

(Woke up this mornin')

Woke up this mornin'
Got yourself a gun
Mama always said you'd be the, Chosen One

She said, 'You're one in a million'
You got ta burn to shine
But you were born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes (yeah)

Woke up this mornin'
And-a all that love had gone
Your papa never told you
About right and wrong

But you're, but you're lookin' good, baby
I believe you're a-feelin' fine, shame about it
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes
So sing it now

(Woke up this mornin') oh yeah, oh yeah
(Woke up this mornin') oh yeah, oh yeah
(Woke up this mornin') oh yeah, oh yeah
(Woke up this mornin') oh yeah, oh yeah

So ya, woke up this mornin'
The world turned upside down
Lordy, but a-thing's ain't been the same
Since the blues walked in-a town

But cha, but cha, one in a million
'Cause you've got that, shotgun shine, shame about it
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes
So sing it now

(Woke up this mornin')
You got a blue moon (uh-huh) (got a blue moon in your eyes)
(Woke up this mornin')
So sad, god-damned, god-damned, shame about it
(Woke up this mornin')
Got a blue moon (uh-huh) (got a blue moon in your eyes) yeah
(Woke up this mornin') oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh yeah
(Yeah-yeah-yeah) oh
(Ah-ah-ah)
Oh yeah

(Yeah-yeah-yeah)

(Yeah-hey) (oh-oh-oh)

(Mister D. Wayne Love)

When you woke up this morning everything was gone
By half past ten your head was going ding-dong
Ringin' like a bell from your head down to your toes
Like some voice tryin' to tell you
There is somethin' you should know

Last night you was flyin' but today you're so low
Ain't it times like these
Makes you wonder if you'll ever know
The meaning of things as they appear to the others
Wives, husbands, mothers, fathers, sisters and brothers

Don't you wish you didn't function?
Don't you wish you didn't think?
Beyond the next paycheck and the next little drink

Well you do, so make up your mind to go on
'Cause when you woke up this mornin'
Everything you had was gone

(Woke up this mornin')
When ya (woke up this mornin')
Woke up this mornin'
Ya, woke up this mornin'

Woke up this mornin', you wanna be (uh-huh)
You wanna be the Chosen One
(Yeah, you know what you're talkin' about)
Just can't help yourself (yeah)

Woke up this mornin'
When ya, woke up this mornin'
Woke up this mornin'
Woke up this mornin'

Woke up this mornin' and (bye-bye)
Got yourself a gun (uh-huh)
Got yourself a gun (uh-huh)
Got yourself a gun
Oh yeah