I may be down
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But things are looking up
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All the grass is turning brown
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But things are looking up
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I don't have a white picket fence
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But things are looking up
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Happiness is a good league hence
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But things are looking up
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The sting reminding me
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At least it seems to be
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That I am fiery
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And must be burning burning
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Upon the wind
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You take your medicine
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Whether I lose or win
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I hope I'm learning learning
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Take all you want I don't care
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And I'll look up if I am down a share
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We never promised we'd play fair
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It's a lonely town
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But things are looking up
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A hard old rain is falling down
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But things are looking up
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Im in a pile of leaves and I've got no rake
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But things are looking up
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So giveth unto me a break
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Cause things are looking up
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The sting reminding me
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At least it seems to be
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That I am fiery
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And must be burning burning
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Upon the wind
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You take your medicine
|
Whether I lose or win
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I hope I'm learning learning
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Take all you want I don't care
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And I'll look up if I am down a share
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We never promised we'd play fair
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Hands in my pocket eyes on the ground
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Just like a storm cloud walking all over town
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Dreams in the gutter spirits on the floor
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Hope's in the dumpster but there's always room for more
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I may be down
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But things are looking up
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All the grass is turning brown
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But things are looking up
|
|
The sting reminding me
|
At least it seems to be
|
That I am fiery
|
And must be burning burning
|
Upon the wind
|
You take your medicine
|
Whether I lose or win
|
I hope I'm learning learning
|
Take all you want I don't care
|
And I'll look up if I am down a share
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We never promised we'd play fair
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Things Are Looking Up
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| Blues Traveler |
