Went to see him was travelling by rail   By dawn we saw the lights   All these people were standing in line   I had to find out more   What they were waiting for      In the morning   When it's cold in the morning   He tells a story   That might stop me from yawning      The story ends where the singing begins   I saw you in the choir   The air was fresh but the lodges were cold   I recognised your face   What brought you to this place      In the morning   When she's cold in the morning   He tells a story   That will stop her from yawning      We're not trying to make you stay   You can always go away   But no matter what you say   In the morning   When we're cold in the morning   He tells a story   That will stop us from yawning