Early in the mornin' about the break of day
the earlybird is workin' so his life don't fade away.
He'll spend his days denyin' that he's got no time for flyin
in the breeze.
While high up on his own the eagle flies alone,
he is free.
The earlybird is scratchin' though the goin's gettin' tough,
the time is passin' by him and he just can't get enough.
He'll tell you all is goin' well but knows that something's wrong.
The earlybird will wake one day and find his life is gone.
You know I like to lay in bed, sleep out in the sun,
readin' books or playin' crazy music just for fun.
You know it makes me feel so fine and sets my mind at ease
to know that I don't harm a soul in doin' what I please.
Any old day you say, ain't gonna fade away.
Any old day you say, ain't gonna fade away. (repeat & fade
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