One Too Many Mornings

Bob Dylan

CDown the streets the dogs are Ambarkin'
And the Fday is a-gettin' Cdark
CAs the night comes in a-Amfallin
The Fdogs'll lose their Gbark
CAnd the silent night will Amshatter
From the Fsounds inside my Cmind
CFor I'm one too many Ammornings
And a Fthousand Gmiles Cbehind

CFrom the crossroads of my Amdoorstep
My Feyes they start to Cfade
As I turn my head back Amto the room
Where my Flove and I have Glaid
An' I Cgaze back to the Amstreet
The Fsidewalk and the Csign
And I'm one too many Ammornings
An' a Fthousand Gmiles Cbehind


It's a Crestless hungry Amfeeling
That don't Fmean no one no Cgood
When ev'ryCthing I'm a-Amsayin'
You can Fsay it just as Ggood
CYou're right from Amyour side
FI'm right from Cmine
We're both just Cone too many Ammornings
An' a Fthousand Gmiles Cbehind