The morning sun falls softly all around her
My pretty morning Glory stretches out the flowers
She opens up her arms and whispers honey I love you
And nothing clings to me like my morning Glory do
Uh uh

Nothing clings to me like my morning Glory Do
She opens up and paints my world a happy shade of blue
And come the night, she closes her soft arms around this fool
And nothing clings to me like my morning Glory Do

I wonder Lord just what she sees in me
A simple man who offers only love eternally
But if she left me Lord I don't know what on Earth I'd do
'Cause nothing clings to me like my morning Glory do
I said