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It's lonely out tonight
And the feelin' just got right for a brand new love song
Somebody done somebody wrong song

Hey, wontcha play another somebody done somebody wrong song
And make me feel at home while I miss my baby, while I miss my baby

So please play for me a sad melody

Raindrops keep falling on my head... And just like the guy whose feet
are too big for his bed, nothing seems to fit. Those raindrops are
falling on my head, they keep falling.

So I just did me some talking to the sun. And I said I didn't like the
way, he got things done... sleeping on the job... those raindrops are
falling on my head, they keep falling.

Here you come again
Just when I began to get myself together
You waltz right in the door
Just like you've done before
And wrap my heart around your little finger

Here you come again
Just when I'm about to make it work without you

I've been down this road before
I've felt like this somewhere before
I've felt the warm hand
Turn cold
Yes I've been down that road before

I've walked along this road somewhere
I learned a lot then and there

I am weak
But Thou art strong
Jesus keep me from all wrong
I'll be satisfied as long
As I walk
Let me walk close to Thee.

Just a closer walk with Thee

And I wake up in the morning
With my hair down in my eyes and she says hi
And I stumble to the breakfast table
While the kids are going off to school, Goodbye.
And she reaches out and takes my hand and squeezes it
And says how you feeling hon?
And I look across at smiling lips that warm my heart,
And see my morning sun.

Them old bad dreams
Been sleeping in your bed
And them old dark clouds
Been hanging around your head

But all your hard times
Will vanish in the wind
When the mighty clouds of joy

Капли дождя всё падают мне на голову,
И так же как тот парень, который не помещался в своей кровати,
Нет ничего идеального,
Те капли дождя падают мне на голову, всё падают и падают.

Так что я просто побеседовал с солнцем
Сказал, что мне не нравится его порядок,
Оно спит на работе,

Капли дождя падают мне на голову
И, как тому парню, у которого ноги длинней кровати,
Мне кажется, что все не впору
Эти капли падают мне на голову, всё капают и капают

И я решил таки поговорить с солнцем
Я сказал, что мне не нравится, как оно справляется с делом
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