Oct. 19, 19641 viewer33.6K views
Wednesday Morning, 3 A.M. Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love
As she lies here beside me, asleep with the night
And her hair, in a fine mist, floats on my pillow
Reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight
[Verse 2]
She is soft, she is warm, but my heart remains heavy
And I watch, as her breasts gently rise, gently fall
For I know, with the first light of dawn, I'll be leaving
And tonight will be all I have left to recall
[Verse 3]
Oh, what have I done? Why have I done it?
I've committed a crime, broken the law
For twenty-five dollars and pieces of silver
I held up and robbed a hard liquor store
[Verse 4]
My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion
A scene badly written in which I must play
Yet, I know as I gaze at my young love beside me
The morning is just a few hours away
I can hear the soft breathing of the girl that I love
As she lies here beside me, asleep with the night
And her hair, in a fine mist, floats on my pillow
Reflecting the glow of the winter moonlight
[Verse 2]
She is soft, she is warm, but my heart remains heavy
And I watch, as her breasts gently rise, gently fall
For I know, with the first light of dawn, I'll be leaving
And tonight will be all I have left to recall
[Verse 3]
Oh, what have I done? Why have I done it?
I've committed a crime, broken the law
For twenty-five dollars and pieces of silver
I held up and robbed a hard liquor store
[Verse 4]
My life seems unreal, my crime an illusion
A scene badly written in which I must play
Yet, I know as I gaze at my young love beside me
The morning is just a few hours away
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Columbia 30th Street Studios, New York, NY
Release Date
October 19, 1964
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