Morning rain is falling
Just like the tears that fall from my eyes
As I set here in my room
Staring out at the gloom
And the rain is the same old blues
I can't help, I just can't help but thinking
When the sun use to shine in my back door
Now the sun has turned to gray
And my laughter (ha ha) has turned to pain
Yes it's a pain of the same old blues
Sunshine, sunshine is all you can see now
But it all looks like clouds to me
But as I sit in my room staring out at the gloom
And the rain, yes it's the same old blues
Yes the rain, it s the same old blues
Yes the rain oh it's the same old blues
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