(Johnny Cymbal - Michael Lendell). . Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the morning. When through a sleepy haze I see her lyin' there. Soft as the rain that falls on summer flowers.
(words & music by Cymbal - Rashkow). . Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the morning. When through a sleepy haze I see her lying there. Soft as the rain that falls on summer flowers.
Mary in the Morning. Cymball. . c f c g. Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the morning. am f dm g. when through the sleepy haze I see her lying there.
Nothing's quite as pretty as Mary in the morning. When through a sleepy haze I see her lying there. Soft as the rain that falls on summer flowers. Warm as the sunlight shining on her golden hair.