| Home again and the streets are not much cleaner
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| And the quaint old south side scenery
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| Is quaint no more
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| Just older than before
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| Go up the stairs and down the hallway
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| To my daddy’s door
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| Your son is home, Dad, and he’s found a girl
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| And she’s the greatest girl in all the world
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| I think you’ll like her, Dad, I hope you do
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| But if you don’t that’s alright, too
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| What’s new? |
| Do you still work at the drugstore?
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| Is that true? |
| Still polishing the same floor?
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| I missed my good, old Dad
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| My but I’m glad to see you
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| Come and see us, Poppa, when you can
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| There’ll always be a place for my old man
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| Just drop by when it’s convenient to
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| Be sure and call before you do
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| So long Dad
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| I Think It’s Going To Rain Today
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| Broken windows and empty hallways
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| A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray
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| Human kindness is overflowing
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| And I think it’s going to rain today
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| Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles
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| With frozen smiles to chase love away
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| Human kindness is overflowing
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| And I think it’s going to rain today
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| Lonely, lonely
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| Tin can at my feet
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| Think I’ll kick it down the street
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| That’s the way to treat a friend
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| Bright before me the signs implore me
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| Help the needy and show them the way
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| Human kindness is overflowing
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| And I think it’s going to rain today |