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Will you comfort me in my time of need? |
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Can you take away the pain of a hurtful deed? |
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'Cause when we need it most, there's no rain at all |
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And dust just settles right there on the feed |
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Will you say to me a little rain's gonna come? |
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When the sky can't offer none to me |
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I will come for you when my days are through |
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And I'll let your smile just off and carry me |
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'Cause when the calm comes down |
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I'll take the truck on into town |
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And buy whatever we can't seem to grow |
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I work these hands till they bleed |
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'Cause I got mouths to feed |
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I got fifteen dollars hid above the stove |
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Will you say to me a little rain's gonna come? |
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When the sky can't offer none to me |
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And I will come for you when my days are through |
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I'll let your smile just off and carry me |
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'Cause it ain't like it was on back in those days |
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When everyone would offer up their hand |
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These old bones are worn, I've grown tiresome |
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And I know my time is surely gonna come |
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Will you comfort me in my time of need? |
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Can you take away the pain and hurtful deeds? |
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I will come for you when my days are through |
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And I'll let your smile just off and carry me |
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Lord, we married young and stayed where we came from |
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And gave those children everything we had |
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Will you stay with me in my time of need? |
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It seems we had such little time for us |
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Will you say to me a little rain's gonna come? |
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When the sky can't offer none to me |
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And I will come for you when my days are through |
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And I'll let your smile just off and carry me |
