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That’s the Bag I’m In - Gram Parsons
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That’s the Bag I’m In Gram Parsons

That’s the Bag I’m In - Gram Parsons
Every morning when I wake up
Burn my fingers on the coffee pot
Toast was cold and the orange juice was hot
I should start over but you know I'd rather not
Same thing gonna happen again
Cause that's the bag I'm in

Other day as I was walking down the street
Whistling the blues to the tapping of my feet
Some old bag called the cops on the beat
It'll happen every single time

Every morning when I get up
I miss my connection and I'm late for work again
I ain't seen the sunshine since I can't remember when
I guess they'll drop the atom bomb the day my ship comes in
Sometimes you just can't win

Every morning when I wake up
Burn my fingers on the pot
Toast is cold and the orange juice is hot
I'd start over but I guess I better not
Same thing gonna happen again cause that's the bag I'm in

Every morning when I get up
I miss my connection and I'm late for work again
I ain't seen the sunshine since I can't remember when
I guess they'll drop the atom bomb the day my ship comes in
Sometimes you just can't win
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