the morning’s a meanie

I say the morning
She’s a meanie
She does me wrong
Every single day

I say the morning
She’s a meanie
She reminds me of every pain

I say the morning
She’s a meanie She
Wakes me
with her bright eye
In my face

(This a song I was singing
While I was butchering fish,
Doesn’t seem like it
But I had some kind of rhythm
To it)