Midday sun and my world's begun to come up roses I got a ringside ticket playing domino with a friend of mine Sitting getting old in the shade of the same old tree I got change in my pocket A bird in my hand, and It's singing for dinner and I understand Wake me gently in the morning Take me easy in the afternoon I'm whiling away the hours I'm good for nothing, nothing's good enough for me I'm going nowhere, there's nowhere that I'd rather be Than sitting getting old in the shade of the same old tree I got change in my pocket A bird in my hand, and It's singing for dinner and I understand Wake me gently in the morning (wake me gently) Take me easy in the afternoon I'm whiling away the hours (oh) Humdrum becomes routine I open my mouth and feel New words on my tongue They already run, like honey Wake me gently in the morning Take me easy in the afternoon I'm whiling away the hours