The Irish Rovers
Don’t Call Me Early in the Morning
Don't call me early in the morning
Call me what you want to but leave me alone
Don't call me early in the morning
Just leave me till the cows are coming home
A man or a woman they need their relaxation
From rising always at the dawn
And the heart of the matter tomorrow is a Saturday
And I'll be lying on
Don't call me early in the morning
Call me what you want to but leave me alone
Don't call me early in the morning
Just leave me till the cows are coming home
Sad the lad that can't rest contented
He has it all but must have more
He fills himself with pills to retire with a million
But falls asleep at sixty-four
Don't call me early in the morning
Call me what you want to but leave me alone
Don't call me early in the morning
Just leave me till the cows are coming home
Fair is fair and I've done my share
My nerves are getting on my nerves
If you don't have a pillow of the white swan's feather
I'll do with a corner for my head
Don't call me early in the morning
Call me what you want to but leave me alone
Don't call me early in the morning
Just leave me till the cows are coming home
Just a gentle warning for tomorrow morning
No big noises near my room
Cars with no exhaust, Chickens with the hooping cough
And milkmen that whistle out of tune!
Don't call me early in the morning
Call me what you want to but leave me alone
Don't call me early in the morning
Just leave me till the cows are coming home