Released: June 26, 1975

Songwriter: Richard Manuel

Producer: Bob Dylan The Band

I had a hard time waking this morning
I got a lotta things on my mind
Like those friends of yours that keep bringing me down
Just hangin' round all the time
I've had a hard time waking most mornings
And it's been that way for a month or more
You've had things your way, but now I've got to say
On my way out the door

Why don't you get right? Try to get right, baby
You haven't been right with me
Why don't you get right? Try and get right, baby
Don't you remember how it used to be? Ooh

You had a hard time waking this morning
And I can see it in your empty eyes
But there's no need for talking or walking 'round the block
Just to figure out the reason why
I have a hard time handing out warnings
I'll just slide on out the door
Cuz I'm tired of everything being beautiful, beautiful
And I ain't coming back no more

But can't you get right? Try to get right, baby
You haven't been right with me
Why don't you get right? Try and get right baby
Don't you remember how it used to be? Ooh