| A long time ago, about a million years B. C
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| The best things in life were absolutely free
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| But no one appreciated a sky that was always blue
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| And no one anticipated a moon that was always new
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| So it was planned that they should vanish now and then
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| And you must pay before you get them back again
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| That’s what storms were made for
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| And you shouldn’t be afraid for:
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| Every time it rains, it rains, pennies from heaven
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| Don’t you know each cloud contains pennies from heaven?
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| You’ll find your fortune’s fallin' all over the town
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| Make sure that your umbrella is upside down
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| Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers
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| If you want the things you love, you must have showers
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| So, when you hear it thunder, don’t run under a tree
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| There’ll be pennies from heaven for you and me
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| Every time it rains, it rains pennies from heaven
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| Don’t you know each cloud contains pennies from heaven?
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| You’ll find your fortune’s fallin' all over the town
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| Make sure that your umbrella is upside down
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| Trade them for a package of sunshine and flowers
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| If you want the things you love, you must have showers
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| So, when you hear it thunder, don’t run under a tree
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| There’ll be pennies from heaven for you and me
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| So take a big deep breath of the clean fresh air
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| Put a smile on your face be a millionaire
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| The streets outside
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| Are paved with gold
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| There’ll be pennies from heaven for you and me |