Another Morning ©1991 Words & Music by John Hunter Verse One Another Morning, my head is filled with drink. Why do I do it? Oh I've got to think. A cup of coffee, just to clear my mind. I've got to hurry, to get to work on time. Chorus There is no time for having fun, there seems no time at all. Another day, too soon it comes, Another morning. Verse Two I live for the breaks, I wish they'd last all day. This ain't the place, or part I thought I'd play. Another morning, just like a slave am I. This is so boring, I'm waiting to retire. Chorus There is no time for having fun, there seems no time at all. Another day, too soon it comes, Another morning. Mid Another day for a weekly wage, no this can't be my life. Another day it slips on by, oh how I love the night Verse The morning cometh, it almost makes me blind. My spirit plumits, as I see the time. Here we suffer, for God knows what the crime. I often wonder, til drink it clears my mind. Chorus There is no time for having fun, there seems no time at all. Another day, too soon it comes, Another morning. Chorus There is no time for having fun, there seems no time at all. Another day, too soon it comes, Another morning, another morning. Another morning, another morning. Another morning,