| I got on the bus in Memphis, destination Rome
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| But Georgia ain’t on paradise, a place I could call home
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| I sat next to a broken hearted lady
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| She was crying, trying so hard to hide her selfish sorrow
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| I tried to get her talking she didn’t have much to say
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| Asked my for a map to Desboro but I didn’t know where
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| She had lost a million tears today
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| One look out my window at the pine trees and the rain
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| It wasn’t her day, no Multi-colored lady
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| You ain’t like no rainbow I have ever seen
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| Multi-colored lady
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| Angry red, passion blue but mostly shades of grey
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| Midnight came and brought more rain
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| But nothing seemed to ease her pain
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| The hours that we talked seemed like minutes all in vain
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| Now I see these tears keep running wild
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| But by by by well well, after awhile she sit smiling
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| Mulit-colored lady
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| You ain’t like no rainbow I’ve ever knowen
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| Mulit-colored lady
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| Come go with me I’ll take you to my home
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| Oh by the way I’m bound for Rome |