Southern Rain

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[Verse]
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Times were rough when times were lean,
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Most of the time nobody seemed to care.
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No more peace in a southern breeze,
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Whistlin' through the willow trees
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And I see you standin' there.
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And I reach out to touch your face,
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But the cold hard facts of life put me in my place.

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Southern rain, fallin' down on me.
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Think I'm back to yesterday and the way things used to be.
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Sweet Home on the radio, why do things have to change?
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Oh Lord, what I would not give to feel that southern rain.

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Watermelon growin' on the vine, the sweet taste of homemade wine,
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And the soft touch of your fingertips.
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Layin' down by the riverside,
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Do you recall how we used to hide,
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So I could taste your lips?
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Though the winds of change took me from home,
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So many years just pass me by, and now I'm all alone.

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Southern rain, fallin' down on me.
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Think I'm back to yesterday and the way things used to be.
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Sweet Home on the radio, why do things have to change?
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Oh Lord, what I would not give to feel that southern rain.
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You said that we could last forever,
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But I had my wild oats yet to sow.
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For every storm and each endeavour,
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The past and the love we found just will not let me go.

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Southern rain, fallin' down on me.
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Think I'm back to yesterday and the way things used to be.
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Sweet Home on the radio, why do things have to change?
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Oh Lord, what I would not give to feel that southern rain.
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Oh Lord, what I would not give to feel that southern, southern rain.

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        Oh to feel that southern rain. (repeat to finish)