(M. Fisher and J. Segal)
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When Sunny gets blue
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Her eyes get gray and cloudy
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Then the rain begins to fall
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Pitter, patter, pitter, patter
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Love has gone so what can matter
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No lover man comes to call
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When Sunny gets blue
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She breathes a sigh of sadness
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Like the wind that stirs the tree
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Wind that sets the leaves to swayin'
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Like some violins are playin'
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Weird and haunting melody
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People used to love to hear her laugh, to see her smile
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That's how she got her name
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Since that sad affair
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She's lost her smile, she's changed her style
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Somehow she's not the same
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But memories will fade and pretty dreams will rise up
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Where her other dreams fell through
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Hurry new love, hurry here
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And brush away each falling tear and hold her near
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When Sunny gets blue
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People used to love to hear her laugh, to see her smile
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That's how she got her name
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Since that sad affair
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She's lost her smile, she's changed her style
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Somehow she's not the same
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But memories will fade and pretty dreams will rise up
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Where her other dreams fell through
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Hurry new love, hurry here
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And brush away each falling tear and hold her near
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When Sunny gets blue
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When Sunny Gets Blue
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| The Steve Miller Band |
