Текст песни One Too Many Mornings - Live - The Kingston Trio
                                                Down 
                                                the 
                                                street 
                                                the 
                                                dogs 
                                                are 
                                                barking 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                day 
                                                is 
                                                getting 
                                                dark. 
                                                As 
                                                the 
                                                night 
                                                comes 
                                                in 
                                                a-falling, 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                dogs 
                                                lose 
                                                their 
                                                bark,
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                silent 
                                                night 
                                                is 
                                                shattered 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                sound 
                                                inside 
                                                my 
                                                mind.
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                one 
                                                too 
                                                many 
                                                mornings. 
                                                One 
                                                too 
                                                many 
                                                mornings. 
                                                One 
                                                too 
                                                many 
                                                mornings 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                thousand 
                                                miles 
                                                behind.
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                cross 
                                                roads 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                door 
                                                step, 
                                                my 
                                                eyes, 
                                                they 
                                                start 
                                                to 
                                                fade
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    I 
                                                turn 
                                                my 
                                                head 
                                                back 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                room 
                                                where 
                                                my 
                                                love 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                have 
                                                lain.
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                    I 
                                                gaze 
                                                out 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                street, 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                sidewalk 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                signs
 
                                    
                                
                                                ()
 
                                    
                                
                                                There′s 
                                                    a 
                                                restless, 
                                                hungry 
                                                feeling 
                                                that 
                                                don't 
                                                mean 
                                                no 
                                                one 
                                                no 
                                                good. 
                                                Everything 
                                                I′m 
                                                saying, 
                                                you 
                                                can 
                                                say 
                                                it 
                                                just 
                                                as 
                                                good.
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                are 
                                                right 
                                                from 
                                                your 
                                                side 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                right 
                                                from 
                                                mine.
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                both 
                                                just 
                                                one 
                                                too 
                                                many 
                                                mornings. 
                                                (Talk 
                                                about) 
                                                one 
                                                too 
                                                many 
                                                mornings.
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                too 
                                                many 
                                                mornings 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                thousand 
                                                miles 
                                                behind.
 
                                    
                                
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2 Baby You've Been On My Mind - Live
3 Colours - Live
4 Early Morning Rain (Live)
5 Getaway John (Live)
6 Goodnight Irene (Live)
7 Greenback Dollar (Live)
8 Hard Ain't It Hard - Live
9 Hard Travelin' (Live)
10 I'm Going Home (Live)
11 One Too Many Mornings - Live
12 Roving Gambler / This Train (Live)
13 Scotch and Soda (Live)
14 Shape of Things to Come (Live)
15 The M.T.A. (Live)
16 Tomorrow Is A Long Time - Live
17 Where Have All the Flowers Gone? (Live)
18 Wimoweh (Live)
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