Lyrics
Good Morning heartache!
You're like an old friend,
Come and see me again.
Good Morning heartache!
You're like an old friend,
Come and see me again.
Look up, your in Cleveland again,
A solid line that never ends.
I got stories that you'll never believe.
And I know it, I wear it, I wear it on my sleeve.
There was always something about you that I liked,
But here in the rain, you know it just don't seem right.
I always go out, and I never hide,
But in Cleveland, I should have stayed inside.
Good Morning heartache!
You're like an old friend,
Come and see me again.
Good Morning heartache!
You're like an old friend,
Come and see me again.
Testify my love for you,
And I know it runs deep through your body too.
From the cold black-top to the hot concrete,
To the old tan van it ain't so sweet.
Good Morning heartache!
You're like an old friend,
Come and see me again.
Good Morning heartache!
You're like an old friend,
Come and see me again.
Somewhere in America,
Through the city at night.
We were far from home,
But you know, it's gonna be alright.
The unfortunate get preyed on by vultures eyes.
Eighty-six cents in these pockets of mine.
And you can take my money, you can take my time,
But you can't take my heart it's in the city behind.
Good Morning heartache!
You're like an old friend,
Come and see me again.
Good Morning heartache!
You're like an old friend,
Come and see me again.