| There’s a big storm a coming
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| Of this I’ve no doubt
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| That storm’s gonna blow your little world inside out
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| When the wild winds let up
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| When the violence wanes
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| You’ll think of me then, when you’re watching it rain
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| It ain’t the wind, it’s the rain
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| When the rain won’t stop falling
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| When the flood waters rise
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| When all that you’re sure of washes out with the tide
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| You’ll have no crazy lover there to make you look sane
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| You’ll think of me then, when you’re knee deep in rain
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| It ain’t the wind, it’s the rain
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| When rain fills the river and dark waters spill
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| Over the levee and rush down the hill
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| They’ll carry me with them
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| I won’t have to explain
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| There’ll be no confusion
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| There’ll only be rain
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| I was born lonesome, and I’m lonesome still
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| Ain’t nothing you done ever changed how I feel
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| When the storm clouds are building, when the deluge takes aim
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| I know what’s coming, I know the rain
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| I see what’s coming, I know the rain
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| It ain’t the wind, it’s the rain
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| It ain’t the wind, it’s the rain
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| It ain’t the wind, it’s the rain |