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(feat. James T. Moore) |
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I have seen the rain |
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I have felt the pain |
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I don't know where I'll be tomorrow |
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I don't know where I'm going |
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I don't even know where I've been |
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But I know I'd like to see them again |
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Spend my days just searching |
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Spend my nights in dreams |
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Stop looking over my shoulder, baby |
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I stopped wonderin' what it means |
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Drop out, burn out, soldier whore |
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Oh, they said I should've been more |
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Probably so if I hadn't have been |
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In that crazy damn Vietnam war |
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I have seen the rain |
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I've survived the pain |
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Oh, I've been home thirty years or so |
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And I'm just stepping off of the plane |
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Spend my days just searching |
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Spend my nights in dreams |
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Stop looking over my shoulder, baby |
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I stopped wonderin' what it means |
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Drop out, burn out, solidier whore |
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Oh, they said I should've been more |
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Probably so if i hadn't have been |
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In that crazy damn Vietnam war |
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We have seen the rain, together |
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We've survived the pain, forever |
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Oh, it's good to be home again |
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It's good to be with my friends |
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Oh, it's good to be home again |
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It's good to feel that rain |
