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Harlem Rain
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Sambora, Supa
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The old man down on the corner
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is downing in his pain
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I can see the sorrow in his eyes
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his tears, the leave a stain
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The streets have left him broken
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he's in the final phase
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It's been a long hard road
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from his glory days
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There's a tatoo of his sweetheart
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fading on his arm
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he talks of painful tragedy
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how he lost his lucky charm
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his memory is clouded
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from the thunder in this vein
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he's vanishing, vanishing gone
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in the Harlem rain
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Harlem rain coming down
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another shattered soul
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in the lost and found
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one more night
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on the street of pain
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getting washed away by the Harlem rain
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On desperation avenue
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the devil takes his toll
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where the pushers and the poverty
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slowly claim your soul
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when you reached the realization
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that you just can't break the chain, no
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you're vanishing, vanishing gone
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in the Harlem rain
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Harlem rain coming down
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another shattered soul
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in the lost and found
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one more night
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on the street of pain
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getting washed away by the Harlem rain ( Harlem rain, rain )
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In your seach for tender mercy
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no one seemed to care
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the faith that used to be your crutch
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is now your cross to bearYou last yourself so long ago
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you don't know who to blame
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you're vanishing, vanishing gone
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vanishing, vanishing gone
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vanishing, vanishing gone
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in the Harlem rain
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Harlem Rain
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| Richie Sambora |
