| Well I was born on a rainy day
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| With a dark cloud hanging down low
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| Now it follows me wherever I go
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| There were days I’ve sworn that I’d blow away
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| With the cold wind chilling my bones
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| Because it follows me wherever I go
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| In the midnight hour when I’m all alone
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| There’s a hurting deep down in my soul
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| And it follows me wherever I go
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| When the sun shines down on my heart it’s gone
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| But there’s another night coming I know
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| Because it follows me wherever I go
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| I could drink corn whisky until my brain goes soft
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| I could run this highway until my wheels come off
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| And these blues keep coming around
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| And follow me down
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| Well one of these days I’m going to leave this town
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| But I won’t have to travel alone
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| Because if follows me wherever I go
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| I want to go somewhere where I can’t be found
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| And I won’t have to carry this load
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| But it follows me wherever I go |