Early Every Morn

Everybody in this world
Has one thing that they crave
And when they get just what they want
Then you’ll hear them rave
Poor folks crave swell clothes and money
Rich folks crave for gold
But all I crave is lovin'
That will satisfy my soul
Early every morn'
I want my lovin'
Early in the morn'
I want my huggin'
And when he squeezes me, goodness knows
A funny feeling goes from my head to my toes
His kisses, oh, they are the master
They stick to me just like a mustard plaster
All his lovin' I crave
If it takes me to my grave, I say
So I’ll get my lovin'
Early in the morn'
Early in the morn'
I want my lovin'
Early every morn'
I want my huggin'
And when he squeezes me, goodness knows
A funny feeling goes from my head to my toes
His kisses, oh, they are the master
They stick to me just like a mustard plaster
All his lovin' I crave
If it takes me to my grave, I say
So I’ll get my lovin'
Early in the morn'