Hezekiah Jones - Writing Letters In the Morning lyrics

It hasn't been the greatest of summers Another few months I grow more dumber Cause what is the pickle is once a cucumber And this hasn't been the greatest of summers Writing letters in the morning Out the window it's slowly pouring But I'm stuck writing letters in the morning I'm playing one chord One chord in my right hand The descending ba** line in my left hand One six five four five four five four It's one six five four five four five four This is a really, really simple song Hope you like it Heather It doesn't have to be such a good summer We need to find time to grow more dumber Cause what once was pickle was twice a cucumber This hasn't been the greatest of summers Cause out the window it's slowly pouring I'm writing letters in the morning