Lyrics:

A3:Woke Up This Morning

And after three days of drinking with Larry Love I just get an inkling to go on home so I'm walking down Coldharbour Lane, head hung low, three or four in the morning, the sun's coming up and the birds are out singing, I let myself into my pad, wending my way up that spiral staircase and stretch my pants on the Chesterfield ... because the rector's already on the cd player and I push that remote button to sublimate it and I listen to the sweet sculptural rhythms of Charles Mingus. And J R Montrose and Jackie McLean duet on those saxophones and the sound makes its way out the windows and mingling with the traffic noises outside. All of a sudden I'm overcome by a feeling of brief mortality, cause I'm getting on in the world, coming up on 41 years, 41 stony grey steps towards the grave, you know the box awaits its grisly load. Now I'm gonna be food for worms. And just like Charles Mingus wrote that beautiful piece of music Epitaph with Eric Dolphy, I say so long Eric, so long John Coltrane and Charles Mingus, so long Duke Ellington and Lester Young, so long Billie Holiday and Ella Fitzgerald, so long Jimmy Reed, so long MuddyWaters, and so long Howlin' Wolf.

I'm gonna take you down
Deep down, to the front line

You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun,
Mama always said you'd be
The Chosen One.

She said: You're one in a million
You've got to burn to shine,
But you were born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.

When you woke up this morning
All that love had gone,
Your Papa never told you
About right and wrong.

But you're
But you're looking good, baby,
I believe that you're a feeling fine,(shame about it),
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.

So sing it now

Woke up this morning
Got a blue moon
Got a blue moon in your eyes
So sad
God damn
God damned shame about it

You woke up this morning
The world turned upside down, (Lord above),
Things ain't been the same
Since the Blues walked into town.

But you're
But you're one in a million
You've got that shotgun shine. (shame about it),
Born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.

When you woke up this morning everything was gone.
By half past ten your head was going ding-dong.
Ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes,
like a voice trying to tell you there's something you should
know. Last night you were flying but today you're so low
- ain't it times like these that make you wonder if
you'll ever know the meaning of things as they appear to
the others; wives, husbands, mothers, fathers, sisters and
brothers.
Don't you wish you didn't function, don't you wish you
didn't think beyond the next paycheck and the next little
drink?
Well you do so make up your mind to go on, 'cos
when you woke up this morning everything you had was gone.

Woke up this morning,
Woke up this morning,
Woke up this morning,
You want to be,
You want to be the Chosen One.
Yeah, you know it.
Just can't help yourself, yeah.

Woke up this morning,
Woke up this morning,
Woke up this morning,
Got yourself a gun.
Got yourself a gun.
Got yourself a gun