| A dark cloud a-hangin' out over my head
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| I woke up this morning to an empty bed
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| Why she left me is hard to say
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| Well, is this fate or just a bad day
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| Is this bad luck or just bad timin'
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| Or is it the lies I told, it’s hard to say
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| Can you get back what’s gone? |
| They say so
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| If you get down on your knees and believe and pray
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| But some prayers are hard to pray
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| Well some things it’s hard to say
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| Thumb up in the air and I’m a-hitchin' a ride
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| Plenty cars passin', but I’m on the wrong side
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| If I cross over, will they go my way
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| Is this fate or just a bad day
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| Is this bad luck or just bad timin'
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| Or is it the lies I told, it’s hard to say
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| Can you get back what’s gone? |
| They say so
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| If you get down on your knees and believe and pray
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| But some prayers are hard to pray
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| Is this bad luck or just bad timin'
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| Or is it the lies I told, it’s hard to say
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| Can you get back what’s gone? |
| They say so
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| If you get down on your knees and believe and pray
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| But some prayers are hard to pray |