Oh How I Hate to Get Up in The Morning
Words and Music by Irving Berlin
Key: C
Copyright 1918

Lyrics and chords provided vy Judy Muldawer
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File Created 10;23/2017
File Updated 09/05/2019

Verse 1:

    C
The other day I chanced to meet
                    Dbdim
a soldier friend of mine
     Dm               C
He’d been in camp for several weeks
    D7             G7
and he was looking fine

    Dm          G7
His muscles had developed
        C                Dbdim
and his cheeks were rosy red
  G     Dbdim      G         Dbdim
I asked him how he liked the life
    D7              G7
and this is what he said

Chorus:

C                              D9   D7
Oh how I hate to get up in the morn ing
G7                           C  G7C
Oh how I’d love to remain in bed
        C               Dm
For the hardest blow of all
      Bb7             G7
is to hear the bugler call
       C
You’ve gotta get up you’ve gotta get up
you’ve gotta get up this morning

C                                D9   D7
Some day I’m going to murder the bug -ler
G7                                 C   G7C
Some day they’re going to find him dead
     Dm           G7
I’ll amputate his reveille
    C            Dbdim
and step upon it heavily
              Dm         G7      C
And spend the rest of my life in bed.

Verse 2:

  C
A bugler in the army is the
            Dbdim
luckiest of men
   Dm                C
He wakes the boys at five
              D7            G7
and then goes back to bed a gain

   Dm              G7
He doesn’t have to blow again
   C            Dbdim
un til the after noon
   G     Dbdim      G         Dbdim
If every thing goes well with me
     D7          G7
I’ll be a bugler soon.

Chorus 2:

C                              D9   D7
Oh how I hate to get up in the morn ing
G7                           C  G7C
Oh how I’d love to remain in bed
        C               Dm
For the hardest blow of all
      Bb7             G7
is to hear the bugler call
       C
You’ve gotta get up you’ve gotta get up
you’ve gotta get up this morning

C                               D9D7
Oh boy the minute the battle is over
G7                           C   G7C
Oh boy the minute the foe is dead
     Dm         G7
I'll put my uni form away
    C             Dbdim
And move to Phila delphia
              Dm         G7      C   G7C
And spend the rest of my life in bed.

Chorus 3:

C                              D9   D7
Oh how I hate to get up in the morn ing
G7                           C  G7C
Oh how I’d love to remain in bed
        C               Dm
For the hardest blow of all
      Bb7             G7
is to hear the bugler call
       C
You’ve gotta get up you’ve gotta get up
you’ve gotta get up this morning

C                               D9  D7
Someday I'm going to murder the bug-ler
G7                                C   G7C
Someday they're going to find him dead
    Dm                 G7
But first I'll get the other pup
    C                 Dbdim
The guy who wakes the bugler up
                   Dm         G7      C
And then spend the rest of my life in bed.
      
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