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(John Jarrard, Walt Aldridge) |
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She hasn't done a thing |
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That really has to mean she's going anywhere |
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I haven't seen it showing in her eyes |
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But I swear it must be there |
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I don't know why |
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I feel it so strong |
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But I feel it just the same |
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I can't see a single storm cloud in the sky |
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But I sure can smell the rain |
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She'd still say "I Love You" if |
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I ask But she never volunteers |
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Somehow what she never says |
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Means more than all the other words |
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I hear Still she should win an |
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Oscar If she's lying when she says that nothing's changed |
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I can't see a single storm cloud in the sky |
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But I sure can smell the rain |
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Every day |
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I brace myself |
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To hear the words |
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I'm scared she's gonna say |
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And every night |
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I thank the |
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Lord Somehow |
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I dodged a bullet one more day |
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Sometimes there are things a man just knows |
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That he really can't explain |
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I can't see a single storm cloud in the sky |
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But I sure can smell the rain |
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I can't see a single storm cloud in the sky |
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But I sure can smell the rain |
