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One for the Morning Glory, two for the early dew,
Three for the man who will stand his round,
And four for the love of you, me gal,
Four for the love of you!
At the end of the day, I like a little drink,
To raise up me voice and sing;
And an hour or two with a pint of brew,
And I'm ready for anything.
At the Crossley's Inn there were sisters four,
The landlord's daughters fair;
And every night when they put out the light,
I would tip-toe up the stairs, singing!!
One for the Morning Glory, two for the early dew,
Three for the man who will stand his round,
And four for the love of you, me gal,
Four for the love of you!
Well, I got the call from foreign shores,
To go and fight the foe;
And I thought no more of the sisters four,
But still I was sad to go.
So I sailed away on a ship,
The Morning Glory was her name;
And we'd all fall down when the rum went 'round,
Then get up and start again, singing!!
One for the Morning Glory, two for the early dew,
Three for the man who will stand his round,
And four for the love of you, me gal,
Four for the love of you!
Well, I bore once more for my native shore,
Farewell to the raging sea;
And the Crossley's Inn, it was beckoning,
and me heart was filled with glee.
Ah, but there on the shore were the sisters four,
With a bundle upon each knee;
There were three little girls and a bouncing boy,
And they all just looked like me, singing!!
One for the Morning Glory, two for the early dew,
Three for the man who will stand his round,
And four for the love of you, me gal,
Four for the love of you!
One for the Morning Glory, two for the early dew,
Three for the man who will stand his round,
And four for the love of you, me gal,
Four for the love of you!
See more songs by The Sharecroppers.
Liner note: A great song for singing out loud even till the wee hours of the morning!
