(John Jarrard, Walt Aldridge)
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She hasn't done a thing
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That really has to mean she's going anywhere
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I haven't seen it showing in her eyes
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But I swear it must be there
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I don't know why I feel it so strong
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But I feel it just the same
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I can't see a single storm cloud in the sky
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But I sure can smell the rain
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She'd still say "I Love You" if I ask
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But she never volunteers
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Somehow what she never says
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Means more than all the other words I hear
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Still she should win an Oscar
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If she's lying when she says that nothing's changed
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I can't see a single storm cloud in the sky
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But I sure can smell the rain
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Every day I brace myself
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To hear the words I'm scared she's gonna say
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And every night I thank the Lord
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Somehow I dodged a bullet one more day
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Sometimes there are things a man just knows
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That he really can't explain
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I can't see a single storm cloud in the sky
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But I sure can smell the rain
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I can't see a single storm cloud in the sky
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But I sure can smell the rain
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I Sure Can Smell The Rain
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| Blackhawk |
