Early in the Mornin' - C.W. Stoneking

Well I’m never goin' back, to that country again

If I live for a long, long time

Where my guitar played itself, leanin by the wall

It give me a worried mind

Well it’s early, in the mornin

Got my Sunday clothes

I been out

The side of the road

Out where the four winds blow

When I lived there I was superstitious

I felt like I was bout to die

Knew every day, like I’d lived it before

The Devil was in the corner of my eye

Well it’s early, in the mornin

Got my Sunday clothes

I been out

The side of the road

Out where the four winds blow

Lord that dirt road long… empty

The fields, dark at night

Ain’t nothin' for a person to do

'Tween dusk, and the break o' daylight

Well it’s early, in the mornin

Got my Sunday clothes

I been out

The side of the road

Out where the four winds blow