Last Mornin'
Dr. Hook Lyrics


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(Shel Silverstein)

This is the last mornin' that I wake up in this dirty city
Looking for the sunshine as the buildings block the skies
This is the last mornin' that I wash in rusty water
Tryin' to shave a face that I don't even recognise

Down the hallway rats are skitterin'
I can smell the garbage rottin'
Hear the children cryin' in an apartment down below
This is the last mornin', that I'm gonna have to listen to it
I'm going home, yeah

This is the last mornin', that I try to breath the heavy air
Fight the crowds, avoid the traffic, watch the world turn grey
This is the last mornin' that I drink my coffee standing up
Smile and speak to strangers who just turn and walk away

This is a tough cold city here
And I'll guess I'll never cut it here
And I'm so tired of tryin' to stand against it all alone
This is the last mornin', that I'm gonna have to fight it
I'm going home, yeah

This is the last mornin' that I wear these greasy overalls
Punch the clock and do just what I'm told to get along
And face the long evenin', layin' close beside my radio
Imaginin' the kisses of the girl that sings the song

Down below the subway's screaming
As I lay here halfway dreaming
Looking at the ceiling, wondering where, the dream went wrong (where, where)
This is the last mornin', that I'm gonna have to think about it
I'm going home

I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home





(c)1972 Tro-Essex Music Ltd.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Dr. Hook's song "Last Mornin'" describe the last morning of the singer in a dirty, crowded and tough city, where he wakes up in a cramped apartment, with rats skittering down the hallway and garbage rotting. The air is heavy, the crowds fight each other, and the world seems to be turning grey. He drinks his coffee standing up, smiling and speaking to strangers who just turn and walk away. He wears greasy overalls and works long hours, punching the clock and doing just what he's told to get along. He lay close beside his radio imagining the kisses of the girl who sings the song, while the subway screams down below. He looks at the ceiling and wonders where the dream went wrong. But this is the last morning he'll have to think about it. He's going home.


The song depicts the longing for the safety and comfort of home while being stuck in a city that is crushing and alienating. It mirrors the feeling of many people who have moved to the big city in search of a better life, only to find themselves struggling to survive in a hostile environment. The lyrics are filled with imagery and metaphor, painting a vivid picture of the singer's world and his feelings of loneliness, weariness, and despair. The repetition of the phrase "I'm going home" reinforces the idea of hope and longing for a better life in a place that feels safe and familiar.


Line by Line Meaning

This is the last mornin' that I wake up in this dirty city
Today is the final time I will wake up in this polluted town.


Looking for the sunshine as the buildings block the skies
I struggle to find sunlight because the tall structures obscure it.


This is the last mornin' that I wash in rusty water
I am tired of bathing in the discolored, low-quality water.


Tryin' to shave a face that I don't even recognise
I have lost sight of myself and fail to recognize the person in the mirror.


Down the hallway rats are skitterin'
In the hallway, rats run through and cause a disturbance.


I can smell the garbage rottin'
The smell of decomposing waste fills the air.


Hear the children cryin' in an apartment down below
I hear the sound of children crying in the unit beneath me.


This is the last mornin', that I'm gonna have to listen to it
Finally, it is the last morning I will have to endure these discomforts.


I'm going home, yeah
I am leaving for home today.


This is the last mornin', that I try to breath the heavy air
Today is the last time I am attempting to inhale the thick, polluted atmosphere.


Fight the crowds, avoid the traffic, watch the world turn grey
I struggle to make my way through the dense crowds and dodge the traffic while observing the dull, grey world around me.


This is the last mornin' that I drink my coffee standing up
I am now taking my final cup of coffee before leaving the city, drinking it while standing.


Smile and speak to strangers who just turn and walk away
I attempt to be friendly to passersby, but they ignore me and continue walking.


This is a tough cold city here
This city is harsh and unforgiving.


And I'll guess I'll never cut it here
I cannot succeed here.


And I'm so tired of tryin' to stand against it all alone
I am exhausted from struggling to resist this city on my own.


This is the last mornin', that I'm gonna have to fight it
I will no longer have to fight against this difficult city from today onwards.


This is the last mornin' that I wear these greasy overalls
I will not have to put on these dirty overalls anymore after today's last morning.


Punch the clock and do just what I'm told to get along
I comply with orders and do what is required to survive financially.


And face the long evenin', layin' close beside my radio
I spend the long evenings listening to music on the radio while lying down.


Imaginin' the kisses of the girl that sings the song
I picture myself being kissed by the female artist singing on the radio.


Down below the subway's screaming
The subway trains make a loud screeching noise as they pass below.


As I lay here halfway dreaming
As I am half asleep and half awake, I am in a state of contemplation.


Looking at the ceiling, wondering where, the dream went wrong (where, where)
I stare at the ceiling and wonder about the point at which my dream went awry.


This is the last mornin', that I'm gonna have to think about it
This will be the day when I stop worrying about what went wrong.


I'm going home
I am returning to my place of comfort called home.


I'm going home
I am going back to where I belong.


I'm going home
I am returning to my home, and I am content with my decision.




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Written by: Shel Silverstein

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@RonjasDrHookChannel

Lyrics:
This is the last mornin' that I wake up in this dirty city
Looking for the sunshine as the buildings block the skies
This is the last mornin' that I wash in rusty water
Tryin' to shave a face that I don't even recognise
Down the hallway rats are skitterin'
I can smell the garbage rottin'
Hear the children cryin' in an apartment down below
This is the last mornin', that I'm gonna have to listen to it
I'm going home, yeah
This is the last mornin', that I try to breath the heavy air
Fight the crowds, avoid the traffic, watch the world turn grey
This is the last mornin' that I drink my coffee standing up
Smile and speak to strangers who just turn and walk away
This is a tough cold city here
And I'll guess I'll never cut it here
And I'm so tired of tryin' to stand against it all alone
This is the last mornin', that I'm gonna have to fight it
I'm going home, yeah
This is the last mornin' that I wear these greasy overalls
Punch the clock and do just what I'm told to get along
And face the long evenin', layin' close beside my radio
Imaginin' the kisses of the girl that sings the song
Down below the subway's screaming
As I lay here halfway dreaming
Looking at the ceiling, wondering where, the dream went wrong (where, where)
This is the last mornin', that I'm gonna have to think about it
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home



All comments from YouTube:

@RonjasDrHookChannel

Lyrics:
This is the last mornin' that I wake up in this dirty city
Looking for the sunshine as the buildings block the skies
This is the last mornin' that I wash in rusty water
Tryin' to shave a face that I don't even recognise
Down the hallway rats are skitterin'
I can smell the garbage rottin'
Hear the children cryin' in an apartment down below
This is the last mornin', that I'm gonna have to listen to it
I'm going home, yeah
This is the last mornin', that I try to breath the heavy air
Fight the crowds, avoid the traffic, watch the world turn grey
This is the last mornin' that I drink my coffee standing up
Smile and speak to strangers who just turn and walk away
This is a tough cold city here
And I'll guess I'll never cut it here
And I'm so tired of tryin' to stand against it all alone
This is the last mornin', that I'm gonna have to fight it
I'm going home, yeah
This is the last mornin' that I wear these greasy overalls
Punch the clock and do just what I'm told to get along
And face the long evenin', layin' close beside my radio
Imaginin' the kisses of the girl that sings the song
Down below the subway's screaming
As I lay here halfway dreaming
Looking at the ceiling, wondering where, the dream went wrong (where, where)
This is the last mornin', that I'm gonna have to think about it
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home
I'm going home

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@taylorsachs5779

Dr hook is one of the best and most underrated bands of all time. Especially if you have a few life miles under the old odometer ๐Ÿ˜Š

@hardheadjames3624

Definitely one of the best bands of the 70s and so overlooked by the music industry. They got me through high school. Still have their music in my truck.

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They are absolutely brilliant,I just love them.

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@countrycruiser1665

What a unique voice Dennis Locorriere has. You can actually feel every one of their songs. Just brilliant. Thanks for the memories Ronja.

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