Mornin' Glory Lyrics - Sing The Delta - Iris Dement

Mornin' glory, fuschia in green 

You sweet little Jezebel in my garden of dreams 

Petals clenched tightly in the late morning sun 

My day is just starting, Your day is done 

Apple-green butterfly lites upon you 

Once, then again, he calls 

trying so hard to get through 

He dances and somersaults 

then floats away blue 

His bold ambition has failed to sway you 

Mornin' glory, fuschia in green 

You sweet little Jezebel in my garden of dreams 

Petals clenched tightly in the late morning sun 

My day is just starting, Your day is done 

Vines wrap the south side-porch 

up the lattice they climb 

The clothes nearly touch the ground 

on that saggin clothes line 

Paint's peeled and screens are torn 

I got so much to do 

But I'll steal one minute more 

of this glory with you