Lyrics: It's Nice To Be Out In The Morning

(Gouldman)

It's nice to get out in the morning
When you've got somewhere to go,
But seeing the same old places
That can make you feel so low.

Hopwhig Green, where the grass is grey
Pedicule and half a hay
Wally range, where the tom cats roam.
There not the sights of Rome but it's home.

It's nice be get out in the morning,
When you've got some where to go.
But seeing the same old places,
That can make you feel so low.

It's nice be get out in the morning,
When you've got some where to go.
But seeing the same old places,
That can make you feel so low.

United ground, where the champions score
A hundred goals and the reds fans roar
Bobby Charter who best them tall
It's the most fantastic day
When they play.

It's nice to get out in the morning
When you've got somewhere to go.
Seeing the same old places,
That can make you feel so low.

Hopwhig Green, where the grass is grey
Pedicule and half a hay
Wally range, where the tom cats roam.
There not the sights of Rome but it's home.