Lyrics

The Early Show
Words & Music by Blake Christiana

Played the early show down on C & 9th
Filled up on whiskey and wine
I took a fall out on the street
But got back on my feet
And it breaks my heart to see you wonder why

The next morning wasn?t so bad
Packed up my shirts in my bag
I stepped out on the street
Let me heart guide my feet
And I boarded the next train out of Penn

When I saw your face coming off that train
I knew it was where I had to be
I looked at you and you back at me
2 old friends looking for some company

Spent the few hours sorting out
Our feelings, our loneliness and doubt
Then we went to bed, fewer words were said
But something was screaming out loud

When I took the train home the next day
I left a big piece of me behind
I hope you?re holding it tight
And treating it right
For the man you got reading your sign

The next morning felt so right
Holding you close by my side
Skin so warn and brown, as my hand crept up and down
This is bound to be the hardest goodbye

When I took the train back home that day
I left a big piece of me behind
I hope you?re holding it tight
And treating it right
For the man you got reading your sign

When I took the train back home that day
I left a big piece of me behind
I hope you?re holding it tight
And treating it right
For the man you got reading your sign
For the man you got reading your sign
For the man you got reading your sign