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| 1. |
| 8:50 | 
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They call it Stormy Monday
But Tuesday's just as bad. They call it Stormy Monday But Tuesday's just as bad. Lord, and Wednesday's worse And Thursday's all so sad. The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go out to play. The eagle flies on Friday, Saturday I go out to play. Sunday I go to church, Gonna kneel down and pray. Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me. Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me. Though I'm tryin' and tryin' to find my baby, Won't someone please send her home to me. |
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| 2. |
| 4:33 |
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Looks like the morning sun that's come to play outside my window
Another night has gone, if something's changed then it does not show She shines so brightly and make your two eyes blink But you know she can't be found when the sun begins to sink. She looks like the morning sun but you must remember She's as cold as December, I can't remember what I've done. She looks like the morning sun but you must remember She's as cold as December, I can't remember what I've done. Looks like the morning sun that's come to play outside my window Another night has gone if something's changed then it does not show. |
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| 3. |
| 6:42 |
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Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey We were rollin' and tumblin' Right the whole night long We were rollin' and tumblin' Right the whole night long When I woke up this mornin', baby All I had was gone Well, I rolled my baby She's goin' to jump and shout Well, I rolled my baby She's goin' to jump and shout When that train rolls up, boys I'm gonna come walkin' on home Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Engine driver blows that whistle Fireman rings that bell Engine driver blows that whistle Fireman rings that bell Well, I didn't have time, boys To bid my baby farewell |
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| 4. |
| 6:06 |
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Well she's walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that's running 'round. Butterflies and zebras, fairy tales, That's all she ever thinks about. When I'm sad she comes to me With a thousand smiles she gives to me free. Said, "It's all right, take anything you want, Anything you want, anything." First Verse Second Verse Fly on, little wing. |
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| 5. |
| 2:08 |
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You think we look pretty good together
You think my shoes are made of leather But I'm a substitute for another guy I look pretty tall but my heels are high The simple things you see are all complicated I look pretty young, but I'm just back-dated, yeah Substitute your lies for fact I can see right through your plastic mac I look all white, but my dad was black My fine looking suit is really made out of sack I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth The north side of my town faced east, and the east was facing south And now you dare to look me in the eye Those crocodile tears are what you cry It's a genuine problem, you won't try To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by Substitute me for him Substitute my coke for gin Substitute you for my mum At least I'll get my washing done |
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