Last Morning chords
Dr. Hook and The Medicine Show
[E]
This is the [E]last morning, that I wake up in this dirty city,
looking for the sunshine, as the [B]buildings block the skies
This is the [B7]last morning, that I wash in rusty water,
trying to shave a face, that I don't [E]even recognize
[E]Down the hallway rats are skittering, I can smell the garbage rotting;
hear the children crying, in an a[A]partment, down below
This is the [B7]last morning, that I'm gonna have to listen to it,
I'm going [E]home, [Esus]yeah[E]
This is the [E]last morning, that I try to breath the heavy air,
fight the crowds, avoid the traffic, [B]watch the world turn [B7]grey
This is the last morning, that I drink my coffee standing up,
smile and speak to strangers, who just [E]turn and walk away
This is a [E]tough cold city here, and I'll guess I'll never cut it here
And I'm so tired of trying to stand a[A]gainst it, all alone
This is the [B7]last morning, that I'm gonna have to fight it,
I'm going [E]home, [Esus]yeah[E]
This is the [E]last morning that I wear these greasy overalls,
punch the clock, and do just what I'm [B]told, to get along
And face the [B7]long evening, laying close beside my radio,
imagining the kisses, of the [E]girl that sings the song[Esus][E]
[E]Down below the subway's screaming, as I lay here halfway dreaming
Looking at the ceiling, wondering [A]where, the dream went [E]wrong (where, where)
This is the [B7]last morning, that I'm gonna have to think about it,
I'm going [E]home, [Esus]yeah[E]
I'm going [E]home[Esus], I'[E]m going [E]hom[Esus]e, I[E]'m going [E]hom[Esus]e . .[E] . .
Alternate:
Capo II
E D
B A
B7 A7
A G
Esus Dsus
Set8
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Dr. Hook and The Medicine Show
[E]
This is the [E]last morning, that I wake up in this dirty city,
looking for the sunshine, as the [B]buildings block the skies
This is the [B7]last morning, that I wash in rusty water,
trying to shave a face, that I don't [E]even recognize
[E]Down the hallway rats are skittering, I can smell the garbage rotting;
hear the children crying, in an a[A]partment, down below
This is the [B7]last morning, that I'm gonna have to listen to it,
I'm going [E]home, [Esus]yeah[E]
This is the [E]last morning, that I try to breath the heavy air,
fight the crowds, avoid the traffic, [B]watch the world turn [B7]grey
This is the last morning, that I drink my coffee standing up,
smile and speak to strangers, who just [E]turn and walk away
This is a [E]tough cold city here, and I'll guess I'll never cut it here
And I'm so tired of trying to stand a[A]gainst it, all alone
This is the [B7]last morning, that I'm gonna have to fight it,
I'm going [E]home, [Esus]yeah[E]
This is the [E]last morning that I wear these greasy overalls,
punch the clock, and do just what I'm [B]told, to get along
And face the [B7]long evening, laying close beside my radio,
imagining the kisses, of the [E]girl that sings the song[Esus][E]
[E]Down below the subway's screaming, as I lay here halfway dreaming
Looking at the ceiling, wondering [A]where, the dream went [E]wrong (where, where)
This is the [B7]last morning, that I'm gonna have to think about it,
I'm going [E]home, [Esus]yeah[E]
I'm going [E]home[Esus], I'[E]m going [E]hom[Esus]e, I[E]'m going [E]hom[Esus]e . .[E] . .
Alternate:
Capo II
E D
B A
B7 A7
A G
Esus Dsus
Set8
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