| Every now and then I get to feelin' blue.
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| Ain’t no deal baby, I get through.
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| Well a cryin' and a moanin' just ain’t my way.
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| The blues may come, but the blues won’t stay.
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| I reach for the rhythm,
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| And I reach for the rhythm.
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| Well I reach for the rhythm and throw my cares away.
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| Yes I do get crazy every now and then.
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| About where I’m goin' or where I’ve been.
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| Oh but when my life is like a stormy day,
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| I ain’t gonna let it stay that way.
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| I reach for the rhythm,
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| And I reach for the rhythm.
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| Well I reach for the rhythm and throw my cares away.
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| Hey there’s really nothin' to it I surrender to the music
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| And I wind up singing along.
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| If I can sing and I can swing,
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| Well then there ain’t too much too wrong.
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| I reach for the rhythm,
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| And I reach for the rhythm.
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| Well I reach for the rhythm and throw my cares away.
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| Hey there’s really nothin' to it I surrender to the music
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| And I wind up singing along.
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| If I can sing and I can swing,
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| Well then there ain’t too much too wrong.
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| I reach for the rhythm,
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| And I reach for the rhythm.
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| Well I reach for the rhythm and throw my cares away.
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| Well I reach for the rhythm and throw my cares away |