Rolling in the Morning Corn

I woke up one morning round San Francisco Bay
She lay beside me, this was our last day
No tears were shed, though our hearts would soon be torn
We just started smiling laughing rolling in the morning corn

Morning corn, morning corn
The blues ain't gonna get-cha when you're rolling in the morning corn
The blues ain't gonna get-cha when you're rolling in the morning corn

I spent most evenings thinkin of Anna Lee
All the love I gave to her, and all she gave to me
Since I left that afternoon, I left a love behind
I always thought that I could get her, off of my mind

With a little, morning corn, morning corn
The blues ain't gonna get-cha when you're rolling in the morning corn
The blues ain't gonna get-cha when you're rolling in the morning corn

Fields of laughter now can't keep me from crying
Now we're not together, I don't even feel like trying
Nothing seems funny now since I went away
I'm lonely for that lady and I still can hear her say
Morning corn, morning corn
The blues ain't gonna get-cha when you're rolling in the morning corn
The blues ain't gonna get-cha when you're rolling in the morning corn

Dreams of Anna Lee with her old dog on the floor
Moving mountains and painting up the store
If anyone had anything, we had something more
Someday I'll go back to her and taste a little more
Morning corn, morning corn
The blues ain't gonna get-cha when you're rolling in the morning corn
The blues ain't gonna get-cha when you're rolling in the morning corn
The blues ain't gonna get-cha when you're rolling in the morning corn