(Emmylou Harris)
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Old brown clock ticking on my shelf
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Take my mind to someplace else
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Little gold clock ticking by my bed
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Funny little people dancing 'round my head
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Morning brings me things to do
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Morning brings me thoughts of you
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Gentle sunshine through the curtain lace
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Some of which shining on your sweet face
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Counting hours making days
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Watching time throwing love away
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Nothing golden never stays
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That's what I heard the poets say Mmm...
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Time is always taking me
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Places I don't want to be
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But when the morning rise the moon
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I know a bird day's coming soon
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Counting hours making days
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Watching time throwing love away
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Nothing golden never stays
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That's what I heard the poets say Mmm...
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Morning brings me things to do
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Morning brings me thoughts of you
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Gentle sunshine through the curtain lace
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Some of which shining on your sweet face
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Clocks
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| Emmylou Harris |
