| From a humble home on a dirt track road she lived
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| With the cold and damp of the winter evenings by her side
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| As she cried she looked to the fire
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| But the cold and damp of the winter evenings got much worse
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| And she had to wait 'til the springtime came just to take
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| Her mind off of things she looked to the sky
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| But she’s looking out for something
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| Gettin' all but nothing
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| But do your best tryin'
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| You got problems go ahead and deal with them
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| But don’t come runnin' cryin'
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| You need sunshine coming through that window
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| And open up your curtains let it blind you
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| And you’ll get that rubbish
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| That rubbish off your mind
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| (The times they passed and then you found out)
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| It was good to get up and change and go Anywhere but there
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| It was a better place so she left, it all behind
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| She just couldn’t wait, she let her wheels roll
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| To a city street and a little room without a view
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| And five years on still nothing changed but they’re not
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| Prepared to look up, but it wasn’t enough cause
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| She’s looking out for something, gettin' all but nothing
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| But do your best tryin'
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| You got problems go ahead and deal with them
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| But don’t come runnin' cryin'
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| You need sunshine coming through that window
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| And open up your curtains let it blind you
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| And you’ll get that rubbish
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| That rubbish off your mind
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| (The times they passed and then you found out)
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| But do your best tryin'
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| (Do the best that you can)
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| You got problems go ahead and deal with them
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| (Don't you come runnin')
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| But don’t come runnin' cryin'
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| (Do the best that you can)
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| You need sunshine coming through that window
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| (Don't you come runnin')
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| And open up your curtains let it blind you
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| (Do the best that you can)
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| You got problems go ahead and deal with them
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| (Don't you come runnin')
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| But don’t come runnin' cryin'
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| (Do the best that you can)
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| And you’ll get that rubbish
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| That rubbish off your mind |