New Morning

Wakin' up feelin' good and limber

When the telephone it ring

Was a bad man from California

Tellin' of a stone he'd bring

And of better days

From this town, we'd escape

If we holler loud and make our way

We'd all live one big holiday

So we listened and up the river

And recorded all the sounds

Was some shakin' and some record playin'

All the leather kids were loud