| Sunny Skies sleeps in the morning
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| He doesn’t know when to rise
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| He closes his weary eyes upon the day
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| Look at him yawning
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| Throwing his morning hours away
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| He knows how to ease down slowly
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| Everything is fine in the end
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| And you will be pleased to know
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| That Sunny Skies hasn’t a friend
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| Sunny Skies weeps in the evening
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| It doesn’t much matter why
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| I guess he just has to cry from time to time
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| Everyone’s leaving
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| Sunny Skies has to stay behind
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| Still he knows how to ease down slow
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| Everything is fine in the end
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| And you will be pleased to know
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| That Sunny Skies hasn’t a friend
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| Sunny Skies sleeps in the morning
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| He doesn’t know when to rise
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| He closes his weary eyes upon the day
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| And throws it all away
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| Looking at the snow and trees that grow outside my window
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| Looking at the things that pass me by
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| Wondering if where I’ve been is worth the things I’ve been through
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| Ending with a friend named Sunny Skies |