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Don’t Expect Me Home in the Morning
There was a time when I’d weep and cry, Everything worried me. I looked at myself to find out why But there was nothing wrong with me
So I’m puttin’ on a great big new sombrero, Goin’ on a roootin’ tootin’ tear, oh, Don’t expect me home in the morning. I’m puttin’ on a pair of boots that shine, oh, Gonna have a high-falutin’ time, oh, Don’t expect me home in the morning. So hurry up, Dan, my sweetheart’s waitin’, Get along, Dan, there’s time a-wastin’, Hurry up, get along today and, say, I’m puttin’ on a shirt with a nice clean collar, Gonna throw a whing ding, whoop and holler, Don’t expect me home in the morning!
Sometimes I think I will settle down, Find me a blue-eyed gal And live like a king in a high-toned town But then again, that ain’t so swell.
So I’m putting on a brand new bright bandanna, Goin’ into town to see Suzanna, Don’t expect me home in the morning. Tryin’ to comb my hair but I can’t quite do it, Tryin’ to get the mirror but I can’t get to it, Don’t expect me home in the morning. So hurry up, Dan, my sweetheart’s waitin’, Get along, Dan, there’s time a-wastin’, Hurry up, get along today, and say, I wonder if the gal in the bright blue bonnet Would like a new hat with a bouquet on it? Don’t expect me home in the morning!
(Demo performed by Dave Bourne.)
For permission to record Bob Nolan's music, contact: The Songwriter’s Guild of America
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