(Jimmy Dean - Ruth Roberts) The first thing every morning And the last thing every night I think of you and all the things I say and do If only you were here to whisper sweet things to. I tell you how much I love you How I'm longing to hold you tight The first thing every morning And the last thing every night. Oh, I tell you how much I love you How I'm longing to hold you tight The first thing every morning And the last thing every night. The very first thing every morning And the last thing every night...