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6.Another Sad Song
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When I'm sitting alone
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with my guitar slightly out of tune
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and it's a loving night in june.
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And I try to write a song
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With a happy summer melody
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like I have tried so many times before
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But I can't really tell you, what is wrong
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but all that comes out is another sad song
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maybe it's because I slept too long
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and nobody called me on the phone.
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Maybe I should hit town, have some fun
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do small-talk and drink, 'til the morning sun
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maybe I should buy a brand-new dress
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or learn a useful game like chess.
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No I can't really tell you,
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what is wrong
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but all that comes out is another sad song
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maybe it's because I slept too long
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and nobody called me on the phone
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Maybe I should hit town have some fun
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do small-talk and drink, 'til the morning sun
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maybe I should buy a brand-new dress
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or learn a useful game like chess.
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Another lonely night turns to day
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with another hair of mine, turning gray
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No I can't really tell you
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just what is wrong, my dear,
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but still what comes out is
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another sad song.
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Another Sad Song
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