Lyrics:

A. Staehely

Pickin’ in the mornin’ with my friend Matthew
Drinkin’ cowboy coffee and thinkin’ of somethin’ to do
The cat’s on the table, a-cryin’ to be fed
But I can’t put this guitar down while there’s a tune in my head

Stumped on the second verse, when up the driveway it came
Old friends of Matthew’s, John and Marsh were their names
A slap on the ass and a hard hand shake, ‘Hey John, how you been ?’
‘Lost my daddy and my job last week’, said John with a grin

‘Hey Mat, let’s pay a call on Durwood Curly’
‘Hop in the car, we’ll head on down, hope we’re not too early’
Talkin’ ‘bout things we’re gonna do when our ship comes in
It’s been a mellow morning, just the way every day should begin

It’s been a mellow morning