| You tell me that you’re leaving
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| This drought has got you down
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| It’s easy to believe that it’s so
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| What once was fine has withered on the vine
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| There’s only dirt where pastures used to grow
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| But I won’t believe it’s never gonna rain
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| This wide brown land can still be green again
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| You can tell me that I’m crazy, holding on in vain
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| But I won’t believe it’s never gonna rain
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| Our savings for a rainy day have dried up in the sun
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| Crops are gone and cattle slowly fade
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| When there’s only you and I beneath this heartless sky
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| I believe that I’m the one who wants to stay
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| But I won’t believe it’s never gonna rain
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| This dry old land can still be green again
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| You can tell me that I’m crazy, holding on in vain
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| But I won’t believe it’s never gonna rain
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| No I won’t believe it’s never gonna rain
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| Sometimes it’s slow, but seasons always change
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| You can tell me that you’re leaving
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| But I’ll hang in just the same
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| 'Cause I won’t believe it’s never gonna rain
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| You tell me I’m not listening
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| I just won’t understand how this drought
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| Will wash our family down the drain
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| Well I’ll believe that only stubborn people settle on this land
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| But I won’t believe it’s never gonna rain
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| No I won’t believe it’s never gonna rain
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| This wide brown land can still be green again
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| You can tell me that you’re leaving
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| But I’ll hang in just the same
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| 'Cause I won’t believe it’s never gonna rain
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| No I won’t believe it’s never gonna rain |