He's leaving here this morning
And he won't know where he's
been
There's a lot of talk about the
place
He won't be back again
* Yeah, he's leaving here this morning
(Theres) A smile upon my face
I'm beginning to think there's
hope
For the pointed race
He's leaving here this morning
And he won't know where he's
been
I'm goin' home to take my bath
And I'll be back again
Yeah, he's leaving here this
mornin'
My eyes are opened wide
I'm awfully glad he's gonna take
a ride
Bye bye
His eyes are gettin' heavy
And his knees are gettin' weak
His mouth's so dry it hurts his
throat
When he begins to speak
( * Repeat 2 times)
I'm beginning to think there's
hope
For the pointed race
I'm beginning to think there's
hope
For the pointed race
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