Good Morning Judge Lyrics
| Song | Good Morning Judge |
| Artist | Elvin Byrds |
| Album | Riot |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Renaud Ledru | |
| 作曲 : Renaud Ledru | |
| The roses on the floor show me the way to the penitentiary | |
| One guard, one cell, my cemetery | |
| Good morning Judge, what may be my fine | |
| Can't fi | |
| nd no way back to where I belong | |
| There's nowhere I belong | |
| Ain't no grave close to the highway | |
| No grave I belong | |
| Good morning Judge, what's gonna be my fine | |
| Regrets are waving like dancers | |
| And dancers are waving in the hall | |
| Can't run with no way to go | |
| No | |
| road to fold back on, no train to catch | |
| On the red sky afternoons | |
| It's just a matter of trust | |
| Take it or leave it | |
| It's just a matter of regrets | |
| Take 'em or leave 'em | |
| Docks get filthy by sunshine | |
| As people call they friends goodbye | |
| Regrets are waving l | |
| ike dancers | |
| And dancers are waving in the hall | |
| Good morning Judge, what's gonna be my fine | |
| What's gonna be my fine | |
| Your silence suits me fine |
| zuo ci : Renaud Ledru | |
| zuo qu : Renaud Ledru | |
| The roses on the floor show me the way to the penitentiary | |
| One guard, one cell, my cemetery | |
| Good morning Judge, what may be my fine | |
| Can' t fi | |
| nd no way back to where I belong | |
| There' s nowhere I belong | |
| Ain' t no grave close to the highway | |
| No grave I belong | |
| Good morning Judge, what' s gonna be my fine | |
| Regrets are waving like dancers | |
| And dancers are waving in the hall | |
| Can' t run with no way to go | |
| No | |
| road to fold back on, no train to catch | |
| On the red sky afternoons | |
| It' s just a matter of trust | |
| Take it or leave it | |
| It' s just a matter of regrets | |
| Take ' em or leave ' em | |
| Docks get filthy by sunshine | |
| As people call they friends goodbye | |
| Regrets are waving l | |
| ike dancers | |
| And dancers are waving in the hall | |
| Good morning Judge, what' s gonna be my fine | |
| What' s gonna be my fine | |
| Your silence suits me fine |
| zuò cí : Renaud Ledru | |
| zuò qǔ : Renaud Ledru | |
| The roses on the floor show me the way to the penitentiary | |
| One guard, one cell, my cemetery | |
| Good morning Judge, what may be my fine | |
| Can' t fi | |
| nd no way back to where I belong | |
| There' s nowhere I belong | |
| Ain' t no grave close to the highway | |
| No grave I belong | |
| Good morning Judge, what' s gonna be my fine | |
| Regrets are waving like dancers | |
| And dancers are waving in the hall | |
| Can' t run with no way to go | |
| No | |
| road to fold back on, no train to catch | |
| On the red sky afternoons | |
| It' s just a matter of trust | |
| Take it or leave it | |
| It' s just a matter of regrets | |
| Take ' em or leave ' em | |
| Docks get filthy by sunshine | |
| As people call they friends goodbye | |
| Regrets are waving l | |
| ike dancers | |
| And dancers are waving in the hall | |
| Good morning Judge, what' s gonna be my fine | |
| What' s gonna be my fine | |
| Your silence suits me fine |
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