| Listen to the pourin' rain
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| It reminds me of a song you sing
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| Does it tell you anything at all?
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| Melodies are fading fast
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| Tellin' me that love won’t last
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| Can you hear the sound as teardrops fall?
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| The great acoustics in this room
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| They done went and told on you
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| They tell me of a girl somewhere
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| With ruby lips and long blonde hair
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| Aw haw… aw haw…
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| Wind chimes hangin' by the door
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| They don’t play our song no more
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| Wonder why they’re hangin' there at all
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| The absence of your touch at night
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| Tells me somethin' just ain’t right
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| Are you feelin' anything at all?
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| The great acoustics in this room
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| They done went and told on you
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| They tell me of a girl somewhere
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| With ruby lips and long blonde hair
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| Aw haw… aw haw…
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| (Bridge)
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| As I sip my coffee
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| And you strum your old guitar
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| We smile across the table
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| 'Cause that’s just the way things are
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| Yes that’s just the way things are
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| The great acoustics in this room
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| They done went and told on you
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| They tell me of a girl somewhere
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| With ruby lips and long blonde hair
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| The great acoustics in this room
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| They done went and told on you
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| They tell me of a girl somewhere
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| With ruby lips and long blonde hair
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| Aw haw… aw haw…
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| Aw haw… aw haw… |