Good mornin’, good mornin’!
It’s great to stay up late,
good mornin’, good mornin’ to you.
When the band began to play
the sun was shinin’ bright.
Now the milkman’s on his way,
it’s too late to say goodnight.
So, good mornin’, good mornin’!
Sunbeams will soon smile through,
good mornin’, my darlin’, to you.
Oh, oh, oh woke up today feeling
Feeling the way I always do
Oh, oh, oh hungry for something that I can’t eat
Then I hear that beat
The rhythm of town starts calling me down
It’s like a message from high above
Oh, oh, oh pulling me out to the smiles and the
Streets that I love
Good morning Baltimore
Every day’s like an open door
Every night is a fantasy
Every sound’s like a symphony
Good morning, on this day we become legendary
Everything we dreamed of
I’m like the fly Malcolm X, buy any jeans necessary
Detroit Red cleaned up
From the streets to the league, from a eighth to a ki’
But you graduate when you make it up outta the streets
From the moments of pain, look how far we done came
Haters saying you changed, now you doing your thang
(Hustlers that’s if you’re still living, get on down)
Every time that we hear them, good morning!