Rebecca Luker - Chelsea Morning Lyrics
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Chelsea Morning
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What Are The Lyrics For Chelsea Morning By Rebecca Luker?
Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning
And the first thing that I heard Was a song outside my window And the traffic wrote the words It came a-ringing up like Christmas bells And rapping up like pipes and drums Oh, won't you stay? We'll put on the day And we'll wear it till the night comes Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning And the first thing that I saw Was the sun through yellow curtains And a rainbow on the wall Blue, red, green and gold to welcome you Crimson crystal beads to beckon Oh, won't you stay? We'll put on the day Theres a sun show every second Now the curtain opens on a portrait of today And the streets are paved with passersby And pigeons fly and papers lie awaiting to blow away Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning And the first thing that I knew There was milk and toast and honey And a bowl of oranges, too And the sun poured in like butterscotch And stuck to all my senses Oh, won't you stay? We'll put on the day And we'll talk in present tenses When the curtain closes and the rainbow runs away I will bring you incense owls by night By candlelight, by jewel light if only you will stay Pretty baby, won't you wake up, it's a Chelsea morning? |
Who Wrote Chelsea Morning By Rebecca Luker?
Joni Mitchell
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What's The Duration Of The Chelsea Morning By Rebecca Luker?The duration of Chelsea Morning is 2:53 minutes and seconds. |
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