I Left Your House This Morning About A Quarter After Nine Coulda Been The Willie Nelson Coulda Been The Wine When I Left Your House This Morning It Was A Little After Nine It Was In Bobcaygeon That I Saw The Constellations Reveal Themselves One Star At A Time Drove Back To Town This Morning With Working On My Mind I Thought Of Maybe Quitting Thought Of Leaving It Behind Went Back To Bed This Morning And As I'm Pulling Down The Blinds I Saw The Sky Was Dull And Hypothetical And Falling One Cloud At A Time That Night In Toronto With It's Checkerboard Floors Riding On Horseback And Keeping Order Restored Til The Men They Couldn't Hang Stepped To The Mic And Sang And They're Voices Rang With That Aryan Twang I Got To Your House This Morning Just A Little After Nine In The Middle Of That Riot Couldn't Get You Off My Mind So I'm At Your House This Morning Just A Little After Nine Cause It Was In Bobcaygeon That I Saw The Constellations Reveal Thenselves One Star At A Time