Lazy Mornin', ©1972 by Gordon Lightfoot

Another lazy mornin', no need to get down on anyone 
My son, coffee's in the kitchen, woman on the run 
No need to get bothered 
Think about Monday when Monday comes 
It's two for one, mister hoot 'n holler 
Got to make a dollar 

Another lazy mornin', I took time to make town and stock a pint or two 
The most delicious brew, keeping up with the Joneses 
I hope no one telephones us 

Take a place in the country 
But for now the old backyard 
Looks to me like fifty acres 
Of the roundest ground in town

Another lazy mornin', come suppertime I'm gonna light my barbecue 
Nothin' new, only that she loves me and nothing I know can change me 
No need to get bothered, I do more living than it might seem 
Some dream, living like a pauper, bless my darling daughter 

I'd like to know what makes a man go 
Over land and sea 
I guess it must get kind of lonesome 
That's the way I used to be 

Another lazy mornin', no need to get down on anyone 
Such fun, coffee's in the kitchen, woman on the run