Nicky Hopkins - Morning Dew Lyrics
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Morning Dew
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What Are The Lyrics For Morning Dew By Nicky Hopkins?
(Bonnie Dobson and Tim Rose)
Walk me out in the morning dew, my honey. Please walk me out in the morning dew, sometime. Can't walk you out in no morning dew. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Can't walk you out in no morning dew. Thought I heard a young man cryin'. Thought I heard a young man cryin' today. You didn't hear no young man cryin'. You did not hear no young man cryin'. Thought I heard a young girl cryin'. Thought I heard a young girl cryin'. You, you did not hear no young girl cryin'. I'm sorry but you know it is (true) You did not hear no young man cryin'. Now there is no more morning dew. Now there is no more morning dew. What they've been saying all these god-darn' years has come true, I knew it would too. Now there's no more morning dew. Now there is no more morning dew, at all, oh. Now there is no more morning dew. Because, because, because, What they've been saying all these years has come true, You know, and only you know, That there's no more morning dew. Now, now there is no more morning dew. People, you know that there's no more morning dew. Because, because, What they've been saying all these years has come true, It had to happen. You know, that there's no more morning dew. |
Who Wrote Morning Dew By Nicky Hopkins?
Bonnie Dobson, Tim Rose
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What's The Duration Of The Morning Dew By Nicky Hopkins?The duration of Morning Dew is 4:43 minutes and seconds. |
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