Dr. Hook & The Medicine Show – Last Morning (Ukulele)

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This is the last morning, that I wake up in this dirty city,

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looking for the sunshine, as the buildings block the skies            

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This is the last morning, that I wash in rusty water,

                                     E
trying to shave a face, that I don't even recognize

E
Down the hallway rats are skittering, I can smell the garbage rotting;

                                 A
hear the children crying, in an apartment, down below

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This is the last morning, that I'm gonna have to listen to it,

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I'm going home, yeah

            E
This is the last morning, that I try to breath the heavy air,

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fight the crowds, avoid the traffic, watch the world turn grey

                                       E
smile and speak to strangers, who just turn and walk away

          E
This is a tough cold city here, and I'll guess I'll never cut it here

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And I'm so tired of trying to stand against it, all alone

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This is the last morning, that I'm gonna have to fight it,

          E     Esus E
I'm going home, yeah

            E
This is the last morning that I wear these greasy overalls,

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punch the clock, and do just what I'm told, to get along

             B7
And face the long evening, laying close beside my radio,

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imagining the kisses, of the girl that sings the song

E
Down below the subway's screaming, as I lay here halfway dreaming

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Looking at the ceiling, wondering where, the dream went wrong (where, where)

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This is the last morning, that I'm gonna have to think about it,

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I'm going home, yeah

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I'm going home,  I'm going home,  I'm going home . . . .