| Pick up any morning paper
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| Turn on the 6 o’clock news
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| The devil’s been so busy lately
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| That even God must get the blues
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| A young man lies there in the street
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| His life gone like it was nothin' to lose
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| And for the shoes there on his feet
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| Yes even God must get the blues
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| When this rain falls down from heaven
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| It must be the angels cryin'
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| For all the sorrow in the world tonight
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| A young girl hides her face in shame
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| So they can’t see it’s been battered and bruised
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| Like she’s the one to blame
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| Yes even God must get the blues
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| Pick up any evening paper
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| Turn on the 10 o’clock news
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| The devil’s been so busy lately
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| That even God must get the blues
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| Yeah even God must get the blues |