IN THE MORNING

       by Jeffrey Rosenthal


In the morning, when the bluebird sing
In the morning, when the bluebird sing
I look around, but I don't find anything

In the morning, when I'm all alone
In the morning, when I'm all alone
Lyin' around waiting by a cold, hard, lonesome phone

Oh bluebird, sweet bluebird, won't you sing to me
Oh bluebird, sweet bluebird, won't you sing to me
Find that magic note to last until eternity

In the morning, when the bluebird gone
In the morning, when the bluebird gone
Just got to keep on keepin' on