| I love the pitter-patter
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| I hear upon my window pane
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| My troubles cease to matter
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| When I hear the lullaby of the rain
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| I’ve talked with every flower
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| That blooms along the country lane
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| They’re happy in a shower
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| 'Cause they love the lullaby of the rain
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| Although the rain may be teeming
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| I’m cozy and warm
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| And I catch up on my dreaming
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| All during the storm
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| Some like their weather sunny
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| Come cloudy days, and they complain
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| I know they think I’m funny
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| But I love the lullaby of the rain
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| On the roof or on the window pane
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| How I love the lullaby of the rain!!! |