"Mornin'" by Al Jarreau

Mornin Mister Radio, 
Mornin Little Cheerios, 
Mornin Sister Oriole, 
Did I tell you everything is fine, in my mind? 
My hear will soar with love thats rare and real, 
My smiling face will feel every cloud. 
Then higher still, beyond the blue, until 
I know I can, like any man, reach out my hand 
And touch the face of God. 

Mornin Mister Shoeshine Man 
Shine em bright in white and tan. 
My baby says she loves me and 
Need I tell you everything is fine, in my mind? 
Scuse me if I sing, 
My heart has found its wings. 
Searchin high and low, 
And now at last I know. 
Mornin Mister Radio, 
Mornin Little Cheerios, 
Mornin Sister Oriole, 
Did I tell you everything is fine, in my mind? 

Mornin Mister Golden Gate. 
I should walk but I cant wait. 
I cant wait to set it straight. 
I was shakin but now I am 
Makin it fine, in my mind. 
My hear will soar with love thats rare and real, 
My smiling face will feel every cloud. 
Then higher still, beyond the blue, until 
I know I can, like any man, reach out my hand 
And touch the face of God. 

Mornin Mister Radio, 
Mornin Little Cheerios, 
Mornin Sister Oriole, 
Did I tell you everything is fine, in my mind?