| Well I don’t need rain, Lord, the sun sure stings
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| Somebody string a rattle snake up
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| Good Lord my whole world ran dry
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| The day that wicked ol' witch said bye
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| She put a curse on me, one on the river
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| Now my crops won’t grow no more
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| I’ve got a hollow heart, a pocket full of nothing
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| My soul won’t rest and my eyes won’t pour
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| Let the rain come down
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| I should’ve been long gone cold turkey
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| Instead I’m sitting on the front porch stoned
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| Looking back now the past was murky
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| It ain’t no wonder why my money’s all gone
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| She put a curse on me, one on the river
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| Now my crops won’t grow no more
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| I’ve got a hollow heart, a pocket full of nothing
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| My soul won’t rest and my eyes won’t pour
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| Let the rain come down
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| Let the rain come down
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| (Mmm, Let it rain)
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| Look yonder to the West, I can feel it in my bones
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| Here come a hard rain just a blacking out the sky
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| I’d run for shelter if it wasn’t me
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| Better pay heed to the past, you’ll wind up dry
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| She put a curse on me, one on the river
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| Now my crops won’t grow no more
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| I’ve got a hollow heart, a pocket full of nothing
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| My soul won’t rest and my eyes won’t pour
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| She put a curse on me, one on the river
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| Now my crops won’t grow no more
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| I’ve got a hollow heart, a pocket full of nothing
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| My soul won’t rest and my eyes won’t pour
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| Let the rain come down
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| Let the rain come down |