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Summer rain won't you come to me
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This man needs your sympothy
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Wash over me
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Wash over me
Swear I aint a criminial
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Just a man who needs a miracle
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Swing low for me
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Swing low for me
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Cause I been to hell
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And I lived to tell
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That I aint goin back
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No, I aint goin back
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The devils goin to chase me
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Cause I aint goin quielty
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Goin tire him out
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Goin to run him out
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I hear the train coming
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I'm heading back to the station
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It's my ticket home
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It's my ticket home
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I wanna go where the litters grow
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A place a day I can rest a soul
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and I'm almost there
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Yes, i'm almost there
I'm almost there...
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Summer rain won't you come to me
This man needs your sympothy
And, Wash over me
Wash over me

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