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Morning rain keep on falling |
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like the tears falling from my eyes |
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as I sit in my room |
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staring out at the gloom |
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lord, it's the rain and the same old blues |
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I can't help, I can't help but remember |
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how the sun would once shine on my back door |
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Now the sun turned to rain |
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all my laughter turned to pain |
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lord, it's the rain and the same old blues |
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Sunlight, lord I can still remember |
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used to shine so sweetly on my back door |
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now the sun turned to rain |
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all my laughter turned to pain |
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lord, it's the rain and the same old blues |
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it's the rain and the same old blues |
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just the rain and the sam old blues |