Morning, Morning
Morning, morning
Feel so lonesome in the morning
Morning, morning
Morning brings me grief
Sunshine, sunshine,
Sunshine left upon my face
And the secret of the shining
Puts me in my running place
Evening, evening
Feel so lonesome in the evening
Evening, evening
Evening brings me grief
Moonshine, moonshine
Moonshine dots the hills with grace
And the glory of the shining
Seems to break my simple pace
Nighttime, nighttime
Feel so lonesome in the nighttime
Nighttime, nighttime
Does not bring me to relief
Starshine, starshine
Chills the moon upon my cheek
Starshine, starshine
Darling kiss me as I leave
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