| Come a change of weather, comes a chang of heart
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| Who will know when the rains will start?
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| My baby broke her promise, should I be upset?
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| Daylight says remember… moonlight forget.
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| Beauty disguises what it’s holding back
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| Some days when her eyes shine, her thoughts are black
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| Like a little child she can do no wrong
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| And I’ll pick her up each time she falls down
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| «Meanwhile Baby… Oh! |
| Sweet Baby!»
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| Night’s scent is her presence, night’s secret her face.
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| I speak when she’s sleeping, silent when she wakes.
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| Clouds gather and darken, our future foretell
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| Rains comin' often and loves a brief spell
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| Like the saddest word, she awaits her song
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| And I’ll pick her up each time she falls down
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| «Meanwhile Baby… Oh! |
| Sweet Baby!
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| We’ve got a lot to learn about love in this life…
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| My Melancholy Baby»
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| In the palm of my hand, I’ll hold a little you
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| I’ll put you in my pocket when you’re feelin' blue
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| Zing zing a zang go the strings of my heart
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| Cling cling a clang I’ll never let you part
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| Oh! |
| Sweet Baby! |